Man, I remember in elementary...Thursday was pizza day. Your ass loved that pizza...anybody didn't want theirs, you did. That, and eating glue...haha.
One year for my birthday Thomas wanted to do
something special for me. So he invited his girl-
friend over to help him make me a cake. Well when
I got home I was so tired I went and laid down for
a while. He came and woke me up being so excited,
so I went into the kitchen with him and he took a
cake pan out of the refrigerator and it was empty.
His younger sibblings decided to help themselfs to
the cake. So he made me another one because he
was the type to always remember someone's
birthday. That was one precious memory I will
always remember.
Thomas was always into something, When he was two years old he always tried to get into my Jewlry box on top of my dresser. Well he pulled out the drawers to make them into steps and climbed up grabbed the jewlry box and brought it down.
Grabed a saftey pin and he worked it in the lock until he got it opened and started playing with my jewlry. He was so clever and done it all they time until he broke the box.
