Friday, February 02, 2007

How it is for me in my life

My life is tough sometimes. But, it’s still becoming easier as I get better with my attitude and my behavior. If I can control my behavior, my behavior will become better. When that happens my life will be easier. Plus I won’t have to say sorry anymore. Because I have been saying sorry to Daddy.

The field trip is going to be so fun when it happens. Although it’s a long time from now, still, if me and daddy and Balen just don’t focus on the time every day, the time will be faster, and before we all know it’ll be time for me to have the field trip. Balen is in Daddy’s arms right now. He’s holding his little pacifier a weird way. Poor Balen is cranky and tired. He was drinking in my bed, but instead he cried and gave up the bottle and he wanted his pacifier. I don’t know why he gives up his bottles of formula. Maybe he’s having too much juice. Right now Balen is playing with Daddy’s little zipper on his coat. Now Balen’s reaching for the mouse. Balen was clicking on it. Balen is such a cute little baby boy. I don’t know how he reaches for everything, but how he stretches is funny. He’s like “stretchable-man”! LOL

My day was real good. Well, I’ll skip the morning things that we did at school. Today we did seatwork, then after that I got finished real quick with seatwork. After that it was almost time for lunchtime so we lined up. Right before it was time for gym, Daddy and Balen came in and gave me my gym clothes. It was just in time! Phew, that was a close one. After we did lunch, we went out for recess, and after recess we went back up to the classroom for a little bit and then it was time for gym. Gym isn’t that fun, but sometimes it is fun. Today we got free-time at gym, because we had gym done so quick we had time for play. Something funny happened in gym. First Ms Sarah said it’s time to skip from wall to wall. After that someone yelled “Skiiiiip!” I laughed, I really thought it was funny. I wish I could talk to you longer. But I gotta go. Bye.

Love you lots,
Abigail

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