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Fighting Frogs

Hello People. Good day to you. Today is Saturday, mom is taking us school shopping. I do not remember the last time we went school shopping. 😲
Yeah....
You guys remember the other day I told you that I had been challenged to draw a mascot thingy for the Fighting Frogs? Well, it has been accomplished. It took two days but I am kind of proud of it. The pool monitor that challenged me to it was so excited. He put it in the binder where they keep information like logs and whatnot. (Like in the little sleeve in the back so now whenever you look at the back you see my picture.) I feel so special. 😁 This is what I drew:
Hopefully the lady in charge will like it as much as we do. I think he needs a name. Do you guys have any ideas? (You should tell me your ideas) 
Yesterday we went shoe shopping. I am really bad at shoe shopping. I don't know my "style" and I have really painful plantar faciaitis.  (I maybe spelled that wrong.) At about 9:15 I sat on the floor to look for my size in a particular shoe and my brain started shutting down. I was so tired. I almost fell asleep on the floor in the shoe department. I was like, "Brute Force, I need you to keep texting me or I will fall asleep."
My friend stuck with me until the end. LOL. He texted me until I went to bed even though it was nearly midnight his time. My mom decided on some shoes for me that are doctor approved, and she says are the most squishy shoes ever. She had me try them on. I do not recall being like Wow  but that is probably because I was half asleep and my feet were in tremendous pain at the moment. For a few reasons not related to the shoes. First, my plantar fasciaitis, it flairs up really bad after I swim and I'd been swimming. Second, I tore up my toes on the diving block, and third I burned my feet on the commute from the kiddie pool to the bathroom. Poor feet. Hahaha. I think that is all of the talk I have for today. (I maybe would have put something educational or a poem, but I haven't had coffee yet. I gave you a frog to name instead.)
Have a good day y'all. I will see some of you later. 😊

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