I'm being kicked out.
Well. I don't know what to say. My parents are kicking me out of my own house. I am being sent to a place where there are other kids, infants if you will, that are my height, my age, my general appearance. I would say intelligence, but I highly doubt that. I mean, do those kids know all the letters of the alphabet?
Boy, I sound a little arrogant don't I? I guess it's because I am a little scared to go to this Daycare for the first time. I should have known something was up when Dad made me eggs and panncakecakes for breakfast and then Mom gave me candy shortly thereafter. Or all the hugs and kisses I was receiving. (Actually, they were making me rub noses and give kisses to them) To be honest, I think they were having a hard time with it. My dad was fake crying, which just made me laugh because he looks like such an idiot, and well Mom, she pretty much cries when she sees a car commercial.
So today was my first day there, and I have to admit it was pretty fun. In fact I didn't even notice ma and pa had left. I immediately spotted this fantastic blue plastic thingy over by some kids and knew this was the place for me. Although, I have a feeling these people probably won't let me watch "wolf" or "clifford" or "train" as much as my parents, but that's okay, TV rots the brain.






