I like my stuff. And, I like it to be out where I can see it. My mom always wants me to clean up, but it makes me feel better when I know my stuff is there, ready for me.
Some of my stuff is toys. But, I have other stuff that makes me feel calm and good and just right. You may not understand what I mean. It’s hard to explain. My stuff just makes me better.
At home I have a bouncy ball, a squish bed, a balance board, dinosaur feet, and probably some other things that I am forgetting. I also like to cuddle up tight with my mom, sometimes. She gives me squeezes and big hugs. I don’t always like to be touched, even by my mom. But, sometimes it make me feel really good. …continue reading