This story is in series of posts for the future. Current date 11/15/17
Lately you have been growing and learning complex sentences and playing jokes. The other night I reckon I started something…. BAD MILK… You were trying to give me your baby dolls bottle and I said that sure is some bad milk, I acted like I spit it out and made a ewwww gross face… Well you thought this was hilarious, and now I get fed bad milk EVERY night after supper. You run back and forth between your mother and I trying to get us to drink that bad milk.