Mini-me

I just don't want to write. And I don't want to think of a creative reason why I don't want to write. I just don't want to.

A friend of my parents told me a story the other day that brought new light to my daugthers behavior. He said at young age he came to the car where I was bouning around and told me I needed to get in my car seat. I looked him square in the eyes and said, "I don't want to, I don't have to, and I'm not going to." And people just tell me that Josie looks like a mini-me. I guess she acts like one too.