New goals for this summer:
1) learn to ride a two-wheeler
2) master the highway
3) go hiking at least twice
4) overcome fear of heights

So doing my part in social justice apparently means watching Elmo's Sing Along 2 in repeat with a rambunctious four year old for eight hours +. I've crawled around about 200 ft of carpet, worn a gigantic paper medallion made out of fasteners and hole-punched scraps, role-played the adventures of Dorie and Marlin from about twenty different angles, and drew fifty variations of Power Rangers. After all this, he wouldn't let me leave. Kids these days don't know the old school way of throwing tantrums. "N, Muriel has to leave now..." "WHY!??????" "Muriel has to go back to sch-" "NOOOOOOOOOO! WHY!???????? NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" You get the picture.

I just finished cleaning up my room so hopefully it'll smell less like butt and more like girl.