On Friday night, we went to a wedding. It was way fun, especially since I got to drink pop, which my mom never gives me. First, I just got the end of my cousin Luke's shirley temple...
... and before you know it, all the boys are bringing me drinks. Mom says it's a bad sign of things to come. I don't know what that means.
The next morning we got to go swimming. Remember when I hated swimming? How silly was that! I had such a good time that I kept trying to throw myself out of the arms of whoever was holding me at the time.
Then I got crabby. Here we are at breakfast, and everyone was laughing at me. So what if my whole piece of toast was stuck to my bib? That's no reason to laugh! You sure know how to make a girl feel like a jerk!
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