For your weekend enjoyment: page 3 in the ongoing drama of my 8-year-old life. (Complete with phonetic spelling at its cutest!)
For your weekend enjoyment: page 3 in the ongoing drama of my 8-year-old life. (Complete with phonetic spelling at its cutest!)
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6 Responses to "Page 3: A Range of Emotions"
I love how you always write about what you’re wearing in such detail. You’re 8 for God Don Don! I think my mom was still dressing me.
so you and robbie huh? nice! :)
You should be really inbearest now!
Gah, I wouldn’t have the courage to my age-eight diary on the internets. Go, you!
That just makes me remember how insucure I was at that age, too. Sometimes you can get fooled into thinking that kids’ lives are so simple, but I wouldn’t go back and do that again for anything.
Ooops. Typo! Should read ‘insecure’. (Should proof before I hit ‘publish.’)
Now, I am ‘imbearest,’ too. ;-)
You know, when you said you “looked down and frowned” I thought it was because you were upset about what you were wearing. And I was thinking, “Shoot. No reason to be upset. That’s a hot outfit that little M@ber had.”