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| Tulsa OK 1 yr old |
A lazy cloudy afternoon brings naps for both of us. Only as I napped, my dear lovely son woke and started to paint. On the wall above his crib is a painting done by a little Autistic boy. Maybe he was inspired, I'll never know, but he woke from his nap, and started to paint. You can probably guess that I don't leave paints in his crib or near his crib, so what did he paint with you ask? Why, I can just leave it to your imagination. Needless to say, my afternoon began with a strong need to do laundry!
Lord, how do mother's of multiple children do this without going insane?
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