Lou's Diary
A little prince, not quite like the others
  Hello, I am a little boy who only sees right with his heart...
Which doesn't make my parent's daily life any easier. So I'm blind and different (mentally speaking).




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Welcome to Lou's blog

This blog was born in french during autumn 2003 and is now progressively being translated in your language.

New articles will therefore appear on a regular basis.


... my apologies to the people who hadn't understood this yet, all articles on this website are created and written by myself (his dad).

Lou is currently unable to do it,, just like he is to this day unable to grasp the concept of a "computer", "internet", or to focus for a long period of time on a conversation. Only time will tell us if we manage to integrate him completely in the world in which he lives.

Therefore all stories, despite relating actual facts, are obviously biased by my interpretation of his behavior. But having known him for over five years, I don't think I'm getting it wrong.

Want to know more ? Check out the "read me" page.

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Thank you to the "Roi Baudoin" foundation ( "Parcours hors pistes" ). The new design, hosting and translations were partially made possible by their financial support.
Many thanks to Marco Pappalardo et Laetitia Bouet for the translation.


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wednesday 22 december 2004

16. The crying couch !

lou guiliI love being tickled ...
And since I tend to project my feelings on objects (whatever they may be), one day daddy thought of a way to "fight back".
I was in a bad mood and I was crying. So I said : "the couch, it's crying !" Daddy turned it into a joke by calling me a little rascal and explaining to me that a couch doesn't cry ! I did it again.
So he tickled me ... and turned to positive again.
But now, I enjoy making fun of my whole family by saying on purpose : "the crying couch !". It's the signal for a terrible tickling session ... which I love. (See picture in the right column). I beat them at their own game !
By Luc Boland, at 15:09 :: My own world :: #31 :: No comment

15. Water stories

Lou piscineI love water ! Probably a memory from mommy's tummy. Well maybe just a little...
I can't swim and "I'm scared" (my typical sentence).
So I can stay in the tub until the water becomes cold. Same goes for the swimming pool. The problem is that my favorite game is splashing and that the bathroom floor is wooden. Sometimes parents can be such a pain in the ... and they're always repeating themselves : "don't splash too much, alright Loulou !"
Ok, granted, I often forget the recommendation.
By Luc Boland, at 14:08 :: My own world :: #30 :: No comment
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