I was unable to go trick or treating this year. I was so disappointed and so was Mom. Mimi and Granddaddy came all the way from Piedmont just to see me dressed up and instead they had to stop and pick me up.
On they way home from school I just wasn't feeling well. I heard Mom tell Dad that I didn't look really good and well after that I just heard her scream. I would say the best way to describe what happened was a volcano of cup cake, lasgna and juice came spewing out of my mouth. I got so scared because Mom was screaming and pulling over on the side of the road, I couldn't stop spewing and a cop pulled up. All I know is Mom nor I will be eating lasgna for quiet a while. So, needless to say, we pulled over at a gas station, where Mimi and Granddaddy came to pick me up so I wouldn't have to ride in the lava (that's what we'll call it, it just sounds better). Meanwhile Mom cleaned out her NEW car with the gas station's vaccum. I didn't really feel like dressing up so we just hung out at the house and passed out candy. I would say all in all it was a good night. I got a new bag and two dollars so it wasn't a loss.
