Right after Christmas I got a virus. I had a fever for 7 days but now I'm ok.
I like to ask "you ok?", my mom thinks it's sweet. And if you ask me I'll tell you. Sometimes, I'm ok but I still want a kiss and a hug, so I fake like I'm not.
We all went out for Mexican to celebrate and it was great because it turns out I love guac! I kept dipping my chips until there was none left. Naturally, another one was ordered just for me.
I love to draw with my bottle. Doesn't it make for great art work?