Tuesday, February 03, 2004

Not ANOTHER slip up!

In the middle of dinner, the phone rang. It was Sister Whitaker: I was half an hour late for babysitting. It completely slipped my mind.

They were cool about it. They are so nice. “No, you MUST be perfect; you’re not allowed to make any mistakes!” I love them.

But just watch; this will catch up with me soon.

I have parents.