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.

A Question for Mommy

September 2008

Liam did his homework and I helped him a bit. Later that night:

Liam: Pissed off "You are always wrong!"
Mommy: "Really? Then you have to do your homework all over again. It's all wrong!"
Liam: Hits head with his hand. "Ugghhhhh!" *thinking hard* "No, it is fine. Gimme a paper and pen, I wanna write something."
Mommy: Gets paper and pen for Liam
Liam: "Don't look!" *writing* "Ok, here's a question for you mommy."
Paper says: "When did the Titanic sail?"
Mommy: *Laughing so hard* "Hmmm... 1937? I don't know."
Liam: "It was in 1912. See! You're always wrong!"