I've been picking up stuff in major's room. I'm afraid Daddy will be mad at me, sometimes He gets mad when I clean. I just want to do it, because ... well I just want to. I don't feel like I have to, or like someone expects me to, I just want to, because I think it would be nicer if it was clean. I'm also putting all the coins I find in a paper cup I found in the floor. I think major might like to have all his change in one place in case he needs it some time. I just hope my Daddy doesn't get mad at me for doing this instead of sitting with them. I hope He's proud of me, and gives me lots of love and pets for it when we get home. I kinda hope we go home soon, it's after midnight, and I'm ready to be at home, see our puppies, and everything. Also, once He decides it's time to leave, it's going to take at least 30 minutes to get everything ready to go!!! there is trash everywhere, and candy and darts and baskets on top of all of our stuff and clothes we just shed wherever we took them off the past few days.
and I don't want to stay overnight again. I really don't, it's not fair. I want to spend some time with my Daddy.
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