Dear Diary,

Strange things are happening in my life. One day I went to sleep, when I woke up the walls were bare. I didn’t actually realize at first but my big brother cued me in. All the pictures of my smiley face were taken down. The next thing I knew, I was forbidden from my awesome play room. What’s the deal? How’s a girl to get all her cooking and baking done without access to her kitchen?

I tried to stay focus to the task ahead – playing. But then mom started to do a strange thing. She was using some brush thing and putting stinky stuff on the wall. All the marks that I worked so hard to put on the wall were being washed away! All the times I dragged my sippy down the hallway along the wall, now I have nothing to show for on that very same wall! All the times that I threw my body into the safety gates causing pieces of dry wall to fall off, the wall is now a beautiful white surface. What’s the deal!?!? Since I clearly couldn’t stop her from doing it, I decided that it looked sorta fun and maybe I could chip in.

I can’t explain what is going on in my humble abode but all I do know is that my brother is not ok with it. Although he is definitely more crabby than normal, it seems like the biggest issue is that I have become his punching bag even more than normal. It’s a good thing I’m tough or I might mind that he tackled me about ten times last night alone.

I keep saying “baba” or “dada” to get to the bottom of what is happening in my house but I’m just not getting any answers. I’ll stay focused on my investigative research and keep you posted once I get this all figured out.

Until then,
Gabby