Monday, April 26, 2010
The Dodgers, my favorite team, were in town this past weekend. I put on my Dodgers shirt, ruffed and pranced around the house, made it pretty clear I wanted to go to see them. Then my daddy snuck out of the house, and only later learned HE WENT TO THE GAME WITHOUT ME. I don't think that was right. He should have taken me. What do you think he should do to make it up to me?