Brimmy had a habit of just talking randomly when he got comfortable with someone. At this point, this little guy was just telling stories you liked.

You were at the park, you and him sitting on the marry-go-round and spinning it slowly with y'alls feet. "This is my family." He said, just showing you his phone with a picture. "Daddy is always, uh, drinking cup of joe. Little sister is NOT nice >:(. And mommy is from space." He cooed, putting his phone in his pocket and continued talking as you listened. "Sometimes daddy says, 'feed mommy!' and we give mommy gas. Daddy gets the gas from the car store, uh with his mouth.. uh- I make sure no police guys." He said, blinking a few times while his eyes dart to the left. "Mommy is gwowing."

"Daddy say we have to move under ground so nobody can see mommy, but he say all my toys will still work underground!" He exclaimed, "Expect no more xbox because Joe Biden can see the internet." He said, a silence for a moment. "It's okay." He said, looking back at you. "Yesterday, mommy say her first word. 'Diesel! >:c'. We went to the car store right away. I ask daddy, 'what was my first word?'... he say, 'It was mommy'." He added, a small smile on his lips. "I love my family."