My Baby's Back

"Toot toot chugga chugga big red car..."

I hear this being sung LOUDLY from in the other room.

Will is planted in his bean bag chair, raptly watching those Wiggle people. Interacting with the show. Singing along.

Yesterday, he snuck up on me in the office, saying "You want to sing a song?" Which required at least six playings of "I'm Gonna Make You Love Me."

Last night, even though he said it was "time for night-night" he snuck out of bed, turned on his light and played quietly in his room for another half hour.

Will is himself -- all himself once more. Maybe still a little low energy later in the day, but that's to be expected. Not a big deal.

Hear that?

It's me. Letting all the air out of my lungs.


Damn, does that feel good.

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