Recording Liam's fertile effervescent mind/scintillating personality. His mind is on the run all the time, physically too. Hence the word, whoosh. Also, sometimes because I am overwhelmed.
One of bad dreams....
June 2007
Mom: "Why were you crying last night?" Liam: "I had a bad dream. It was scary. Really really scary." Mom: "Ah, I see. About what?" Liam: "There was a monster. He wasn't very nice." Mom: "What did the monster look like?"
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