September 15, 2007
They made the fatal mistake of taking me to the grocery store and walking me by a teenager with a cardboard box on the curb by the entry. I may have said something like, “OOOOOOOOO! KIT-T-TENS” Or, “Can I have one, Can I Can I Can I Can I Can I?” Thinking back, I’m pretty sure I heard the mewling before we left the car. I think I knew my day had come. I had already experienced the subtle disappointment of birthdays, I didn’t know yet that the feeling would carry over forever, I was hopeful, I had a vision.