Yesterday I told my mom about this, but we had already finished my blog, so here's something extra for yesterday's post. I am going to marry Paul (my brother) or Ivan.
Mama: Is Ivan a nice boy?
Mama: Is he always on green?
Claire: Umm, yes. At P.E. he always hands me the ball instead of dropping it on the floor. I want to marry Ivan because he's nice. That's all. Are you really writing on my blog?
Mama: Yes, we must document this!