I don't understand it. I just don't understand it. *sigh*
We went to another baseball game last night, right? Well, whenever I saw an opening for a stolen base I SIGNALED our runners to go for it.
Did they not see me? I've played baseball all my life, so I know what I'm talking about here. Why didn't they run when I gave them the sign? The nose knows you know.
Note to self: Get Godfather to buy me some cleats.
I'm going to tell him to buy it for me. That's after he gets me some fins and goggles, a South Pole shirt, a pogo stick, tricycle, and a Magellan GPS mapping system for when I feel the need to head out to places on my own.
I'm sneaking over to the neighbors house. They'll never look for me there. I'll teach Mommy for saying she was going to ground me. Gotta go, the coast looks clear now. Wish me luck :)

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All I can say is: The ride was fun, but the view wasn't pretty. And for the record - the horse did not have a diaper on. Very, very dangerous if you ask me.
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