About a month ago, I went into Victor's room to check on him. I could see he was awake, so I asked how he was doing.
"I am just watching my Thomas show," he said.
Then he pointed to an area on his headboard.
The next day I noticed that he had composed a song for his Thomas show. The lyrics went like this: "Thomas and the train, whoo whoo whoo, Thomas and the train."
This development of an imaginary movie has great possibilities. I can now tell Victor to go to bed and watch his Thomas movie--that's exciting, right?
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