i did not want to go to music class today. i got to the corner where we turn to go to the phoenix and i just wanted to go straight. i screamed at mom to take me to tesco instead. mom dragged me up to the phoenix and we sat on the stairs for a bit watching the work guys. i cried some more and asked mom to just take me home. she said- no we're going to music class today. mom tried to get me to walk up the stairs and i just sat and cried instead. so mom had to carry me into the building and then up the stairs to the class room. when i saw the sign for jojingles i cried even harder.
mom and i got in the room and i just cried and cried and cried some more. class started and i stopped crying but i wouldn't let go of mom, i just hung around her neck. then the box came out. i like the box. what's in the box? i let go of mom and turned around to look- things that shake are in the box today. i went up and got a shaker and started to feel better about life. in the second box we had tictocs. oh baby, i loooove tictocs. after all the songs we had bubbles, bubbles always put me in a better mood. i guess music class isn't so bad. it's just mondays that suck.