I am now 5.21. I can count to 20 in Spanish, chat up most any kid I meet,
and look cooler than my eleven-year-old friend, Mary.
Dear Diary,
I am now 5.21. I can count to 20 in Spanish, chat up most any kid I meet,
and look cooler than my eleven-year-old friend, Mary.
Here you can see me posing with Edwin at the end of a rainbow in
Vallejo Street. No lerprachauns, no gold, sadly.
In fact, we are beginning to think that that was the last rain for
the year, it has been so sunny and dry this last couple of weeks.
Sprinklers and garden work and pruning and noisy garden machinery
for the last two weekends. At least I got to fly a paper aeroplane
in the park with Dad.
Diary: 5.19 years old (Feb 2004)
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