He is full of magic and gold. He tells me "You're special to me. I'm special to you." He doesn't want hugs ans kisses during the day but at night he's a sugar boy. One tome I was blowing my nose and he said "I'm proud of me watching you use a tissue." He speaks with a tentative monotone and sings like a bird. I love my little boy. He grants me wishes every day.
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