I dont know how far the rabbit hole of autsim my son slipped, At 2 i yet to here those sweets words, Momma and dada, But Oh boy i can here His laughs, and I can see His mischeif in his eyes when I do get the occasional glance, I know what toys he like cause there spread out everywhere and its not just 1 toy but bunches., He climbs On my funtiure and dances on my table with the Dooplebops usaully naked. But I wouldnt trade it for any other memeories Of A :: NORMAL:: anyways..
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