I was not happy. I woke up this morning and I felt like crap. Why was I so tired?
It was only 11am but I felt like it was bed time already.
Uncle Alan. I like uncle Alan but I was not in the mood.
Where did I get my cheeky look from I wonder?
Foot in my mouth.
Auntie Anne managed to get a smile out of me!
My cheeky look again.
Errrrg I did not feel like eating. And I had bed hair.
I got a new toy: my very own pair of shades!
Knackered. 
My bags were bigger than my eyes.
At least I was somewhat happy.
Grandma Jean giving me some attention when I got cranky.
More attention from Granddad
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