June 27, 1998 2:30 P.M.

It’s Saturday today. I am going to my cousins wedding. I promised Pierre I wouldn’t talk to him about getting married at all today. he he but nothing about it for tomorrow he he He tried to get to me to promise that noone else will bug him too but I said no can do. I am glad we are going to Cindy’s wedding. Should be nice and the reception should be fun.
I have been meaning to write for a while, in fact I did start to write but accidentally erased it. DOH!!
Anywho, yesterday Josh turned 11. Did I mention already that he is an inch shorter than me. I think I did say something about that last week. I found something he wrote and want to put it here. It really reflects his sense of humour and the way he feels about me and his biological father.

Darn Mom I didn’t even do it
I dont like her, she gave me life,
she gave me my nose, she gave me
a brain, maybe she even taught me to
walk actually she taught me almost
everything, she was there for me
When I needed her the most
my Dad wasnn’t there for anything
allright maybe I don't men what
I wrote up there, allright, allright,
maybe I do love her, yes I love her,
I get mad, she gets mad, maybe
She gives me trouble for a reason,
oh well I was with my brother
blowing things up with gas. Happy
Mothers day Mom!
Josh Amell


Anywho got to run,
Love Christine
P.S. I am really busy and excited about going camping this weekend and meeting all the internet buddies that will be there. Also due to my extreme busy-ness I don't have time to write everyday. But I promise to do my best to write as often as possible.
***HUGS FOR EVERYONE**** cause i am just so darn happy!!!