so the boobsy boy, i gave him up some months ago now, on my last birthday.... so that, out of sight, out of mind, we cannot remember eachother at all.... at least on my end of things, electronic storage/retrieval helps rekindle some memories of what seems like some faraway day when the boobsy was a daily reality, for a couple of months, but that was from his 1st birthday last march 14th, his first day ever until to my last birthday on may 16th.......
now he'll be home in 8 days time on september 11th and we will re-acquaint ourselves.......
i remember once when i was a little boy, about four years old, my siblings, two sisters and a brother, enjoyed mocking me one day about what a brave swimmer local neighbor laura, also my age at the time, was... how brave she was, how she'd 'jump off the blocks at the deep end,' i was, at the time, a miserable coward when it came to water, couldn't stand to be around it.......... so i went up to laura and socked her in the nose one day, making it bleed.......although i can't remember hitting her, i still remember the blowback from my siblings, even my father was dissappointed that i would do that........
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