Michael is my brother and he would have been five years old at the time. While I don't remember him singing the "Krista is dumb" song, I do remember him tickling me with a truck. I was kneeling next to my bed writing in my diary and he was rolling a toy truck up and down my calves. He knew it was annoying me and the more upset I got, the more he laughed. So I had to give up writing in my diary and pay more attention to him.
Unfortunately, I didn't write again later that day. Lots of good stuff in the next entry though!
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my favorite thing about keeping a diary as a kid is that you feel the need to treat it like a human being and make sure that it knows that it is not being neglected if you have to go do something else.
and i just want to say that i love wegmans.
and your handwriting is much neater in this entry, haha
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