Margaret has been working on getting her clothes on All. By. Herself. Thank. You. Kindly.
It’s not really working. I mean, she has progressed to the point that she can actively and effectively hinder someone who is trying to get her dressed, if she has decided that the white t-shirt said person is trying to put her into doesn’t jive with her personal sense of style, and she understands the concept behind most types of clothes, but she’s not getting up and getting dressed by herself in the morning, more’s the pity.
She has, however, mastered* the top and the bottom ends of herself. She can get shoes off – and sometimes back on – with the best of them, and as the following series of photos shows, she’s got the hat thing sorted.
So there’s still some work to be done, but she gets there eventually. Mostly. See?
*I use this word very loosely. In fact, what I mean when I say mastered isn’t really so much mastered as started thinking about.