Ah, what a day I had for myself yesterday!

Mama wanted a break, so Vali, Malenita, y yo went to Child's Play, a baby museum in Weymouth. So I played with yellow balls shooting from air tubes, I made sand art, I rolled white balls down a rounded hole, and I climbed on a big chair--oh yeah! I made "impressions" in the pin wall. Then, I got bored and ditched.

I went out for lunch at the park in Center School and went down two slides. It was bitchin.

But then Malena needed to go to the dentist and I played with the handprint wall among the gushing and "aaww, how cute!" hygenists--no wait, I got that wrong. Dental gynocologists. Yeah, I think that's it. So after, when we left, I sobbed because I wanted to stay but then Malena y Vali PROMISED me I could go in the pool, so I did.

And I fell and called Malena by Mamita thrice. We got ice cream despues, and then we got ME a Ratatouille sticker book.

When we arrived home, I went for a drive. Papa rode with me, but I steered and Malena rode too. Then I rode in the passenger's seat after. Soon Malena had to leave, and I was pissed, so I let everyone know by showing my molers and going, "No-nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Malenita noooooo seee vaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Ahhhhhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhhhhh! No!!!!!!!!!!!! Malena se vaaaaa despueeeeeesss! Nooooooooooooooo! Ahhhhhhh!!! Malenita!!!!"

I crashed shortly there after. So my day today was also quite promising and fun, and I enjoyed painting pottery con Malenita. There was only one mishap, which was this morning, when I wanted water. I asked for some in a regular cup---then mas---then mas---and when I didn't get MAS MAS, I screamed, threw that pissy water at el suelo and shrieked more. Mi familia said I was being a little tiny baby, and not a big girl like I am, and after a heartfelt tantrum, I calmed down and demanded, "ChuuuupaaaaChuuuuup!" They LAUGHED. So I never got one. But after another fun day in Massachusetts, I didn't really give a damn.

Nightynight.

Persuasion

I have invented a new method of persusasion. It involves grabbing a bowl of burned, unwanted, mishaped pieces of popped corn microwaved snacks and stuffing them in my cousin's mouth while saying, "Come!"

Then, I take a handful of burned popcorn and saying, "Come todo. Come todo!" When my ungrateful relative refuses the blackened crap, I say, "Toma!" And then, "Quieres." It is up to you to decide if I am saying, "Quieres? or Quieres!".

Aside from food offering, I have taught my family some useful tidbits. One of them being me seriously explaining to Melaina, who was reading a magazine at the moment, that you MUST eat only the inside part of an egg, never the outer part, aka, the shell. Then it also includes telling Papito y Malena that you must never say "cajones", okay? (They were on the subject of ME saying offensive material.)

Also, I had a productive day at el parque today. I claimed residence in a playhouse, and called it Mi Casa and become angered when an otro nene visited and slid down the slide and crawled through the tunnels. I said, "Otro nene no! Mi casa! Mi casa!" I thought he had left but I heard his annoyingly pissy way of sucking hungrily on a pacifier, and that made me shriek, "Nene!" in an annoyed tone. Papito y Mamita especially are thrilled that we are now in America, because when I insulted a child and its mother, the mother grinned and said, "How adorable! Spanish! Hola, hola!" I grimaced at the ignorant bunch and went on my way, as I plan to do now.

Adios contento,
Julia