May 2007
Mom: Holding a pickle, "Try this"
Liam: Holding his mouth shut tightly and nodded no
Mom: "Just a little bite"
Liam: Nodding no constantly
Mom: "It won't hurt you"
Liam: Hands over mouth, nods no louder
Mom: "You've never tasted it, how do you know if you don't like it?"
Liam: "It's a frog's mother!"
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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.
His mind is on the run all the time, physically too. Hence the word, whoosh.
Also, sometimes because I am overwhelmed.
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