I think that Spunx is fighting a cold at the moment. Which is scaring me incredibly, for no good reason.
I'm told by his therapists he's making progress, and I'm taking their word for it.
I guess.
He says some words, some times. But he's not... normal. He doesn't talk, but he might recite. He knows almost all of "The C.at in the H.at." He (apparently) holds the highest of high scores on my babysitter's version of "A.ngry B.irds."
But.
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