Thursday, October 1, 2009

3.4 years old

12-26-1989

I try to explain to you that Santa will bring you rocks if you are not a good girl.  You go "me like rocks, Kinsey likes rocks too!"  you also wanted a baby doll.  You got the doll, but no rocks.  You also got a horn that you really like, you also really like everything Kinsey got. 
Kinsey gets mad and pulls your hair if use her stuff.  She is really a fighter.  You just yell "mom, mom!" Kinsey doesn't let up until I pull her off.

My Thoughts:  some thing never change; i'm still clever and kinsey is still a "meanie"

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