February 26th 2008 7:12 pm
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Mom brought home a huge sack of meds today. They are brown, like they always are. I think the chemical name is xocolātl, from what I have been able to gather. I am not allowed any xocolātl and neither is Lexie. Sometimes Dad or the children get some xocolātl, but only if they are ill, I think.
Mom also brought me home a new shirt that says "Lord of Treats" on it. It also has some blink or brrrring, or something shiny on it, like little slices of ice. Whatever the ice stuff is, Lexie says it's not real. I so don't get her. Of course it's real. I can see it right there on the shirt. She said I was being existensional, or some word like that. Her and her big words. Can you say, "Manufactured in a plant that processes peanuts and tree nuts"??? How's them for big words? Ha! I can be a smarty pants like my sister.
Oh, no. Don't say the word 'pants' too loud around here. Mom is totally crazy and I don't want her bringin' any pants home for me. I gotta be me, and I gotta pee free, if you get my drift. I better lie low for now, literally.