I hid Dad’s phone yesterday. I thought maybe if he couldn’t find it in the covers on the bed, I wouldn’t have to go to the doctor. They usually stick me with needles and poke me. This time there weren’t any pokes though! I just got to have fun looking at the fish in the tank. I kept hearing something that sounded like kitties outside the room where we waited, but when I opened the door to look, I didn’t see kitties, just other kids who were sad. The doctor said I weigh 19 pounds now, which means I am heavier than a kitty. Just to prove it, when I found a kitty in a bag at Hannah’s house I gave the kitty a ride around the kitchen.
Bigger than a Breadbox