Heartstrings, you're tugging at my heartstrings...

Today I got my new shoes. I love them. I'm going to wear them to everything.

Ohmyword, do you want to hear something nasty? Last night Andrew ate a mosquito. How gross is that? Weird kid, eating bugs just to freak me out. Ick. Gross. ;-)

Tomorrow we are going to my grandparents house. Guess why? NO! YOU'RE WRONG! It's to celebrate Christmas. *stare* Yes, Christmas in June. Because my extended family is crazy. Actually, it will be really fun, but it's pretty hilarious. I'm excited. AND, there will be yummy food, because there always is yummy food when my family gets together.

I am listening to music from a person that I'm not going to talk about because Leighanna might eat me.

We are making Christmas cookies. We are officially awesome.



  1. Interesting.

    In Andrew's defense, lots of guys have eaten mosquitoes, so much so that it's almost a rite of passage. I've eaten mosquitoes. By accident, of course, while running down soccer fields yelling at my teammates, but the point is, it was inevitable that Andrew would eat a mosquito, and being the intelligent young man he seems to be, he simply removed the factor of doubt, as to when the mosquito would be eaten.

    Christmas in June is flabbergastingly awesome. I am totally awestruck.

  2. Your bed is comfy even though your wall is cold.

    It may take you awhile to wake up, but I am glad that you wake up cute and happy rather than ugly and crabby. Even though your excuses are insanely flimsy.

    Me: Marabelle, it's time to wake up.
    You: *cricket*
    Me: Mara, it's time to wake up.
    You: (tiny, muffled voice because you're buried in your pillow) I know.
    Me: *crawls into Mara's bed*
    Me: You neeeeeeed to get up now.
    You: I can't because this blanket is on me.

    You get to play with children this morning. I predict plenty of phone pictures.

    Tonight should be fun. Sorry you can't be in two places at once.

    We leave in 15 minutes.

    I have a cold.

    I love you.

    That's all.