Well, as the title suggests, I had a day with Becky. We had fun. Duh.

We went to the park while kicking a soccer ball on a rope. The people on the street hadn't ever seen one before so they kinda looked at us funny. I didn't mind, I'm used to it. We played soccer in the park until noon-ish then decided we wanted some lunch.  Mmmm, pizza. We hung out and made cookies (peanut butter and chocolate chunk!)   until my aunt came over. Then my energetic young cousin who looks up to me (how cool is that?) got in. Natalie sees me 'n Becky in the kitchen all in control of stuff and havin' fun without her and becomes increasingly jealous.  Geez, am I not allowed to have friends my own age anymore or something? She drags me upstairs as soon as we're done with the cookies.  We sit around awkwardly and check out my stuff. I like my stuff, it's interesting. Natalie sure thinks so. I have horsey stuff all over my room, so she likes it a lot.  She also decided that she doesn't like Becky. Maybe because she wants to play with my model horses  and Becky... didn't seem too eager.  So Becky keeps going through my stuff while Natalie plays with my precious little plastic horsies  and keeps ordering Becky to stay in the corner and tune her out.  I think I may have tried to ease the situation, but I can't remember. I really don't work well with people like thatm even if she was only nine.  I'm really sorry that Becky had to be treated that way, and I wish I'd done something about it.

Afterwards we did a puzzle and had dinner. I hope Becky forgives me...