This is me and my rad new slippers. They fit me (in more ways that one) perfectly. I got to take them to share today and I told everyone that "this is what my feet look like under my socks." I'm not sure if I had any takers but I gave them a hard sell. Tomorrow I have my Christmas program for school and I'm really excited because I love to sing! But the downside is that it's going to be a really long time in the church. It's hard to keep the peace for 1.5 hours! Sometimes we have to stand for so long that my legs hurt. And we don't even get to play. But it will all be worth it because it'll be MY night. And God's.

My Christmas List

It's Christmas time!! Do you know what that means? It means that I get to write my Christmas wish list for Santa. I've been waiting all year for this. Do you know why? Because TV watching is torture (for my mom, dad, and me). There are so many cool toys that I see on TV. I want them all. And I tell my parents, "Hurry!! Hurry!! Look!!! I want this!!! Hurry!!" (Commercial ends. Nobody came to look.) "You messed it up!!! I wanted that!!" This has been happening since January. My time has come! Finally. Here's what's made my list so far. 1. A real-life dead tiger. 2. Pearls 3. A whole dead squirrel in a jar. 5. Lego City police set. 6. A remote control airplane. 7. Deoxys Ex with his coin (that's his power) Except for the dead tiger, most of this will probably change by tomorrow. So stay tuned.

Sharing Cookies

Trust me, I'll fill you in on this whole uniform thing later. But first things first. Today my mom came to pick me up at school and she saw something she considered a little unusual. She was holding my backpack and I asked her to pull out my lunchbox and give it to me. I sat on the ground with my friend, Avery, and opened it up. Inside were two uneaten (??) cookies. Cookies never go uneaten in my company. Ever. So my mom was a little confused. I opened up the baggie and, without any God's-watching-you-look from my mom, I offered one to Avery (I swear. Look in her hand.). You should know that standard sharing procedure with lunchbox contents is as follows: No Sharing. So I didn't even have to do it. I just did. My mom leaned down and told me that I was being a good friend...and then she asked me why I shared my cookies. I whispered in her ear, so NOBODY could hear, "We falled in love today. Don't tell Dean." So there you have it. I'm in love.

Mellow no more!!

Let me tell you, I went out with a bang in 2012. I had a fever and all sorts of other problems. No amount of han-i-tan-i-cizer would have helped me. Those germs were infinite strong. They even got my dad. My mom said that the only saving grace was that it made me meeeellllllooooowww. I fell asleep all over the house. But I'm BACK IN ACTION!!!

I even went skiing last weekend for the first time and I won!! The only thing that didn't work out was I didn't get to go to the "real Mt. Hood." I was expecting to go onto the top of that white mountain and we didn't! No fair.