April 2008
Liam was showing me how weird the food looked when he plucked it apart to eat. Then he started to ask me to look at him every time he took a bite. That was fine for one night. But then he did it everyday for a week. One night I was just so sick of it so I did exactly the same.. Tap tap, look at me! Took a bite. Tap tap, look at me! Took a bite. Tap tap, look at me! Took a bite. Tap tap, look at me! Took a bite. Tap tap, look at me! Took a bite. Tap tap, look at me! Took a bite.
Liam: Gave me that 'Are you retarded?' look. "You're a bit messed up in your mind."
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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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