Tiny Dancer

Hey everybody!

Ada here!

So things have been a little nutty around these parts as of late.

I'm not going to say I was at the center of it all.

I'm just sayin'.

I had some serious opinions and Mom was so not listening to my words.
So instead of sleeping, I decided to just scream all night.
And I told myself, no matter what they did to try and console me, I was going to stand my ground until my voice was heard.
Finally at 1 am she took me to a place called an "emergency room"
They let me watch cartoons and drink milk and it was awesome until they came in with this thing called a catheter.

Yikes!

This is when they broke my resolve and I decided to change my tactics.

Mom took me home with a very discouraged face and a diagnosis of "teething".

Suckas!

Next day she found a golf ball sized lump in my neck and took me into see my regular awesome doc.

He concluded I had some kind of virus that was making me crabby.

No idea where I would've picked that up.

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When we got home, she was so exhausted she let me do whatever I wanted.

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It was the best day!

I don't know about this whole virus thing.
Seems like an excuse to me.

I'll get to the bottom of it later.

But for now...

I must dance!

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lovies and passies,

ada

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