I have a poem sorta thing for all y'all. Aint aint a word and ya aint sposta say it say aint five times and ya aint going to heaven. I think that poem is kind of like trials. Sorta like the way you are suppose to fulfill your trial before you go to heaven. It may not be but I think so. Do you ever wonder why you offerd for what ever your trials are. I find myself wondering that a lot. Its not like I'm mad it would just be so nice to know why I'm doing it. But I hope I'm right that its I did it so no other kid wouldn't have to. Any way I also wanted to thank the Hughes family for the nice comments. I love getting them from people especially people that I don't see every day. And to spunky, sassy, spastic, silly aunt sarah thanks for the pink and purple donation. love set out to all of you thanks again Dezy Wezy. EVERYBODYS FAVORITE!!!!!!!!!!!! P.S. Bailey I would love to see you but they have stupid rules that no one under the age of 14 can come. Thanks though.