December 2008 - Christmas Eve
Liam set up his fort in front of the Christmas tree. A huge blanket covering 5 chairs in a circle. Lots of toys inside.
Mommy: "Please take down the fort and put away your toys."
Liam: "Aww! But I like it so much. I want to leave it there."
Mommy: "I know - it is cool. But better put it away. We dont want Santa holding all the presents and not see the fort. He might trip, hit the tree and break everything."
Liam: Giggling, laughing. "You're being silly like me."
Mommy: "Me? Silly? Why?"
Liam: "Santa's magic! He can do anything, he wont trip or whatever."
Mommy: "Hmm, yeah you are right...." (speechless)
Liam: "You forgot!?"
Mommy: "Yeah I forgot."
Liam: "That's ok, last Christmas was a year ago - that is a long time ago."
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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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