There's entirely too much stuff rolling about in my melon. One minute I'm happy and chair dancing then boom I'm a bucket of tears. What the hell is wrong with me? (Yeah I know, we may never get the answer to that). My Gramma has been on my mind a lot lately. I'm not sure why. She passed away in Nov of 2003. Her b-day is in Feb. Maybe it's cause Sophia has her double chin. I miss that woman. When thinking of her I can't help but think of my uncles and my great aunt who have all passed away in the last 4 years. I'm done with people I know dying. Please stop.
Hi. I just got here last week. They call me the Littlest Little. I'm glad to be here and I'm sure I'll be seein' ya around. This my mama. She's always telling me that she loves me and is so blessed to have me in her life. Sometimes she cries. Wait, that's all the time. Someone should get her a tissue or two or a box. This is my daddy. See my pinky here? He's wrapped around it already. I don't think he minds though. This is Fluffy and she's the coolest auntie there is. Her little girl, Monkey? I dig that one. Hopefully she and I can be the best of friends. It's my uncle, Pedro Juan. Everyone says I'm a mellow baby and that he was the same way when he was but a baby. That's cool with me. I love my Peej. Hopefully I'll have photos of me with my cousins and siblings tomorrow. And Uncle Kota? Mama is trying to find the picture of us together. She's not all that fast on the uptake. Cut her some slack though k? If she gets her poop in...
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