J J J

With his arms outstretched: I am using my special force to make the toys come to me

to me: Why don't you have work?
I do.
Where?
Oh right.
But you do not have a big Spanish room (I do). I want you to have a better one.

Me: Can you not day damn at school please?
I don't.
I heard you put it on the list.
Damn is a d word. I put it on the list. I did not use it.

I have seen some funky cool teenagers, and even adults spit on the street.

J and I have been wrestling and negotiating for weeks to remove the glue from his face (from a cut in early Sept). He would not stay still, i was trying to remove it and part of his eyebrow came with it. It is dangling and he will not let me remove it and screamed: Now I look like a freaking freak.