Holy cow

I herded cows today. Not intentionally. I was on a run. I looked down the road and this cow was staring back at me half in and half out of the barbed wire fence. Then with one more pull, she freed herself from the fence and stood on the road. 20 cows came pouring out after her. They were all freaked out running all over the place. By this time I was in the middle of the frantic herd. They kept on running and falling all over the place. 6 cows got in front of me and I ran with them a while down the road. Then I figured I probably shouldn't separate these cows from the others. So I started running in the other direction, but I just freaked the other cows out, who busted through the fence on the other side of the road. Phew.

I went to the fair yesterday with Mariela and Christian. Mariela told me we didn't see any of my friends there because I didn't have any. Perceptive little 5 year old.

"big girl" decision

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Brigid told me today that I had to make a "big girl" decision. So I did. I'm not living with her. And I hope when she lifts the box, she doesn't lift with her knees. No, that's mean. One should always lift with the knees when moving heavy objects.
So I think I have successfully made enemy #1 in Victor.
But I get an apartment all to myself.

the life of a 5 year old

It's 9:15. 45 minutes 'til bedtime and I can't wait. Yesterday people were in my room, which also functions as the living room, at 10:30 and I got mad. Well, not mad, but annoyed that they didn't respect my bedtime. I even contemplated getting in my jammies and lying down on the futon that is spread out in the middle of the floor. But then I figured that it would be weird. So I just became mute and stared at my bed.

Mariela, my cousin -she's 5, calls me Jessica because she can't remember my name. Christian calls me Christina because he met my sister before me. Sue calls me Jessica because she thinks it's funny.

My friend Whitney (she's 4) asked me the other day what I was going to be for Halloween. I started to think really hard about it. I totally zoned out of our conversation and was trying to think of a really good ironic costume that I can never seem to create at Halloween. Then I realized that she was waiting for an answer. So I said vampire. She said that she was going to be a witch.

I wonder how long it is going to take Brigid to move the box out of the room in her house so I can move in? So far it's two weeks and counting. Do you think she's trying to make a statement. No, it's probably just a really awkward box to carry.

I spent a lot of the day peeling the sunburn off my arms. It's really entertaining - kinda addicting. I can't stop.

15 more minutes until bed. I have to go get ready...