Dear Kayla...
Last night Misty treated us all to Sonny Boys BBQ and then McDonald's for ice cream. At McDonald's you were playing the air hockey game and then the basketball shoot game and you kept saying, "Damn," when you would miss a shot. All of us kept saying, "Kayla, don't say that anymore." You would just giggle, or shrug your shoulders. Then I told you that when we got home you were going to get your mouth washed out with soap - you still said it at least two or three more times!! When we got home, Dad got the bar of soap all wet and you had to put it in your mouth for 7 seconds. Afterwards you pinky promised never to say it again. I'm sorry to do something so drastic but you weren't taking us serious. If it makes you feel any better we had to do the same thing with Jaida. ~ Love you Miss K!
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