the things i eat

remember how i talked about the park earlier? well this happened at the same park. i was having a gay old time, jumping up and down on the sand, making sand angels and throwing sand everywhere when all of a sudden, i ate a mouth full of sand. it was the worst.

my dad is the coolest but sometimes he's not. he eats treats a lot and doesn't always share. but when he does he makes a fool out of me. like with this popsicle.

mom herself isn't above torture either. she will always make me say the c word [because i say it so cutely] but then not give me any! not cool mom, not cool.