But we like Monet. He is this French dude that has a very nice garden and he paints it (over and over and over - sheesh, lilies are great but would you look at the roses???) So we like Monet. Except we don't actually KNOW Monet, excuse me, Monsieur Monet because well, he went the way of all the world.

Blue! Not like her eyes which are brown. And she does not have blue hair, unlike Mrs. Shaw who was Nana's grade 4 teacher who had blue hair but she went the way of all the world. So we have a blue room.
Does it not match nicely with my hair? Blonde and blue, that is the perfect match because Great Nana is blue-eyed and blonde and that is why Great Grandpa fell in love with her and they have a blonde dog too and he looked great in their bedroom which was BLUE!
If you look closely at this picture, you will see that I ate the cookie that said "EAT ME" and I grew so I hit the ceiling and bonked my head so I hope that I don't go the way of all the world but I can hear the baby birds so I am quite happy.
Aren't you glad that you don't live in my head?
I am laughing out loud because, no, there IS nothing you can do about it. Love, Bailey
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