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❤️ Meet My Family ❤️

Hi… I’m Lenny.
I’m 2 years old, and even though my body is quiet and my movements are small, my life is filled with the biggest love a little boy can have.

When I was born my brain didn’t get the oxygen it needed, and now I need help with almost everything. I can’t speak, I can’t sit on my own, I can’t run to my family when they call my name…
But they never stop coming to me.
Every day. Every minute. Every moment.

And this is my family — the ones who make my world feel safe, even when it’s hard.

🌸 My Mummy

Mummy is the person I know by heart.
She holds me like I’m made of something fragile and precious at the same time.
When I cry, she’s there before the sound is even fully out.
When I’m scared, she lays her cheek on mine, and everything stops hurting for a while.

She never looks at me with sadness — only with the kind of love that feels warm on my skin.
She tells me she’s proud of me just for being here.
And I believe her, because her voice makes me feel safe in a way nothing else does.

💙 My Daddy

Daddy is my strength. He carries me everywhere — even when he’s tired, even when the days are long.
He kisses my forehead like it’s the most important thing he’ll do that day.
He talks to me about the world outside, the one my body can’t explore, and somehow I feel like I’m part of it because he makes space for me in every story.

When he holds my hand, he holds it gently… but with a promise.
A promise that I will never be alone.

🦸‍♂️ My Big Brother Archie

Archie is loud and fast and full of life — everything I can’t be, but everything I love to hear around me.
He shows me his toys and tells me jokes, even though I can’t laugh out loud.
Sometimes he just sits beside me, quiet, like he knows that’s all I need.

He calls me “my Len” in a voice that sounds like sunshine.
He doesn’t see what I can’t do — he only sees me.
And that kind of love is magic.

🌈 My Big Sister Dollie

Dollie is soft and sweet and fierce when she needs to be.
She talks to me like I understand every word. Maybe I do — not in my brain, always, but in my heart.
She strokes my hair, fixes my blanket, kisses my cheek, and tells me stories in her sing-song voice.

She tells everyone I’m her special little brother.
And she means it. You can hear it in every syllable.

❤️ And Me

I’m Lenny.
I’m small.
I’m fragile.
I need help with almost everything.

But I’m loved in a way that fills every corner of the life I can’t express.
I feel it in the way they touch me, hold me, speak to me, look at me like I’m a gift — not a burden.

I can’t tell them “I love you”…
But I do. With every breath I manage, with every quiet moment I share with them, with every tiny piece of strength I use just to stay here.

My family is my world.
And I am theirs.
Always.

I’m their Lenny.
And they’re my whole world.