I locked myself in my wife’s room so she could go downstairs and use the printer. All of her candles are lit and it’s the only way I could think of to keep our youngest son from blowing them all out. Autism
Guarding lit candles is my life now.
Aspiring to Sainthood
I locked myself in my wife’s room so she could go downstairs and use the printer. All of her candles are lit and it’s the only way I could think of to keep our youngest son from blowing them all out. Autism
Guarding lit candles is my life now.