Bücher von Veronica Woods

It was very difficult to know why my mum kept doing the same thing at first and asking me to repeat the same thing over and over again. But I don't mind now, I understand she forgets everything. I write it down on a piece of paper to remind her. I follow her around the house and collect things she puts down; she won't remember where she left them. Some days are hard and I cry but other days it's like playing hide and seek with mum's hand bag. I love my mum very much and I know she loves me too.