I’m writing this next Tuesday! Micky stayed home sick from school. He was supposed to play symbals at a school concert tonight & there’s a big wrestling competition this Sunday, so he got so nervous, he threw up. He’s one of those people who get physical problems from mental ones. This is the last time I’ll babysit for Micky, at least for a while. Babysitting seems to be my life. I’m always babysitting. Sarah is a dream child. She’s got an extremely adorable neck, so everyone says. She’s the perfect child around strangers. And she’s not chubby. She’s so cute!
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