Sometimes he feels like there’s nobody out there. Sometimes he feels like his only friend……..
I don’t want him to ever feel, like he did that day….
So we took him to the place he loves. Over the bridge downtown.
He felt the wind in his hair. He felt above it all. All the world and his own problems.
And he got to poop in whole new worlds so it was like Disney World for him.












Little privacy mom?

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