Dear Diary
Laura walk like a lame chicken. We think this is an boy.

Dear Diary
It was not boy, it was a girl. She names Miranda Oskai. I was talk to her, but she can't talk.

Dear Diary
It's my birthday. I'm going to be teen and going to use make up. Yay, i'm teen! And i'm going to the mirror and make up, shop for clothes. Maybe i see some boys there?

Dear Diary
Mom say: You are in too short skirt. And she is in too short dress! She is C-R-A-Z-Y!

Dear Diary
My sister has a birthday. She is going to be toddler. Now she is cuddly and playful. She is always walking to the pool and she has a own baby swimming pool to slash!