Diary

Alison has a small Hello Kitty notebook she likes to write and draw pictures in. Last night she started calling it her diary. She laid on the living room floor with the markers and crayons and started drawing and writing in it. Oliver laid next to her with some construction paper and made Mother's Day cards, which he then presented to Silas, cheerily saying "This is fo you, fo Mothew's Day!!".

After Alison was done, she came up to me and told me she was going to give me my Mother's Day present. She said that her diary was only for her and I to look at, and then she sat on my lap and proceeded to explain every page to me. It was amazing. I couldn't help but think of the future, when there is no way in hell she would EVER let me look at her diary. When, in fact, I may be THE LAST person she'd ever want to see her diary. Well, me, Silas, and that boy she wrote about she has a crush on.

It's little memories like this I hope I can cherish forever. It also makes me think anew that it sure sucks they have to grow up.