My mom found my old 3rd grade class journal. Flipping through it was fun :o)
Its hilarious the things that are worth writing about when you're 8 years old.
(This was during the two years that my Dad and sister lived in Seattle without me . . . when they divorced, my sister went with my Dad, I went with my mom. I joined my Dad and sister two years later.)

Cars have always been special to me . . .
I guess I've always been into bringing birthday treats to school. Who knew?!
I love that one the best!!!
2 comments:
Oh my goodness, I am experiencing stomach-cramp-laughter over here. First, WHO is Clint? ; ) Sooooo cute. And it's so neat to see how character traits start in childhood. You were unbelievably articulate and self-reflective then, as you are today. ....and...Perot doesn't stand a chance! I LOVE YOU!
This just might be my favorite post of all time. I simply love the comma usage, spelling, and topic choice. And yes, WHO is Clint? haha LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!
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