Sunday, July 6, 2008

I still think there is some sunscreen in my belly button. Mom get it out it's gross.
I hate being the only one at the beach that has a stupid strap to keep my hat on.

Despite the great feat of athleticism and excitement going on behind me, I have found my fists to be much more interesting.

I wish I could jump. Heck, I wish I could roll over all the way.

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