We had dinner with the Bachler’s tonight. We have been having dinner with them once a week this summer. We meet at parks and bring picnics or we go to a restaurant down in Kirkland. Tonight we went to this awesome park! I am so excited about it! It has a big sandbox with a digger in it and lots of trucks! It is pretty cool. And, there were not a bunch of big kids there- it was made for people my size! Evan and I really liked that. She pretty much is the queen bee! I don’t think she is at all intimidated by big kids- but I am a little bit.
So, the folks are really coming down hard on me lately. Their not to keen on my attitude. Their so old! They think they are hip- but anyone who uses the word “hip”- is not. They think they can break me- we’ll see. I can already see them crackin’ under the pressure. They have to turn their heads, careful not to look at me, because they can not handle the tears I cry. This is a sign of weakness. (Sometimes they are trying not to laugh, which is just rude.) I don’t always know what I want- I get frustrated and confused. I shout sounds that I don’t mean. I just want my independence. I want my voice to be heard. But, we do eventually work it out. A hug and kiss always follow after we have had words. In the end, I think we all feel pretty good about it. Mom and Dad always forgive me. And I always forgive them. (Sometimes even if you are only 3 feet tall, you have to be the bigger person.) I will let you know how it goes.
I better get to bed. Tomorrow, Mom and I are going to gymnastics! I have no idea what this means. But, it makes Mom happy to keep me active and involved- so I let her have her fun. If she let me play with trucks and cars and wheels all day, I would be happy.
Random photos of me at home:)
Night, Night.