1) Going to History Day, coming back to new house and new dad
2) Getting in trouble for calling police after not finding brother
3) Being told that fat people stink
Look, I've been putting this off for FAR too long. I've had my memories and this blog drafted for weeks and weeks. I've avoided writing it, publishing it, because I don't wish to start anything, get any flack, or hurt any feelings. Some day, if you'd like, my baby, I'll divulge the stories behind these memories. I just can't do it here. I just can't. I'm sorry.
