One of the days that was an OK day

Today my day was okay. Well, okay okay, anyway. Today I was better at nap time than Balen. Balen was a big fussy-butt. He was hard to control. I was a little bit easier to be controlled at the end because I didn’t make much noise at the end, and moved calmly. But Balen was wiggling all over and stuff, and he was really noisy and he was hitting himself and stuff to keep himself awake. Whoa! Holy cow! It’s already 9:42 pm! Wow, time goes past fast. Cool, past fast, they rhyme!

My day was pretty good. I at least got one thing back. Giggle giggle, giggle. Giggle. Giggle some more. Flat out laughing, now. Threatening Daddy with my fist. (Daddy wrote that last part) Daddy’s being so silly. I was laughing all that time, and he wrote that down, and that made me laugh out loud. It was funny! Well, soon I gotta go. I can tell you a little bit more about my day, then Bam!!! I’m outta here. Well, tonight at the party for making cards, everyone got a blue backpack that had little presents and mouse pads in it (computer mouses, anyway). Well, I gotta go now. Baaaa-bye! See ya later, alligatahr!

Love you so so so so much!
Abigail