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I got you
He’d been happily shaking a bottle of mouthwash before terror struck! We stood there and I felt the smooth cold surface of the mouthwash bottle pressed against my leg as my son, George-clutched tightly against me -not allowing me to take a step. He was frightened and was staring at something- I just couldn’t, at…
Everyday musings and some baby talk too
Exploring consciousness through the everyday
