mom and i went for a walk this morning. it was a nice enough day but since it pissed it down all day yesterday mom thought it would be too wet for the park. so we spent the morning having a long boring walk around town. we went in all the usual shops and the only thing mom found to buy was some milk. freaken 2hrs of walking and all we get is milk? man.
mom and i got home and i ate my lunch. i tried to eat some of mom's lunch too. pizza? is that pizza? i like pizza. some some some some some? after lunch i was feeling a little tired but mom said- ok time for monkey class. oh man, i keep forgetting about monkey class. having afternoon classes is weird.
got to class and only 3 other kids were there. we sang our hello song and the doors opened up- you're late. like 15 other kids came rolling in, slackers. i sat with mom and was a good boy. i banged the drum, shook the maraca and jangled my bells. some kids were not so good and ran around instead of sitting. class was good fun and i got to pop a load of bubbles. on the way out mom and i shared the elevator with one of the running kids and his mom. his mom talked to me and said- hardwick you were such a good boy and sat so nicely all through class, how did you manage that? my mom leaned over and whispered- cheerios, and the other mom laughed.