Ok so I taught my sister to say doggo.
She's 2 years old. And I have never been so proud in my life.

Today was really uneventful except for the fact that my brother got to ride his bike.
I can't ride mine because it's broken. And that sucks.
I called my bike Bryan. Bryan was so amazing😥 he had flowers all over the black frame. And the handle bars! They went up and backwards toward my shoulders. I  loved them. I was very attached to Bryan, AND THEN HE DIED.

That is all I have to say.