Even though his OCD and incessant torture can get to me sometimes, he's my baby.
When he was almost 3, after having lived with us for 2 years, he moved out. Saddest day of my life.
And then we got him back. Happiest day of my life.
He is one of the children who is most bonded to me, and I wouldn't trade him for anything in the world. Even though some days he can be most annoying, there are also days when he brings me great, great joy.
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