Hungry Teenagers

I can't get over how often we mentioned food and how hungry we were.  It's a wonder we weren't all as big as houses, but we weren't.  Makes me nervous about our grocery budget when my kids get a few years older!

Translation for "Spell It Like It Sounds" note below, but try to read it--it's funnier that way.  Oh, and "C" (who is reading this blog), you're the little spaz!

Lucky you, a note in "spell it like it sounds"!  You know something?  I never write notes to anyone but you.  Feel proud!   "Say it loud, I'm black and I'm proud"  makes me think of ___________
 I'm in Morality, doing group work.  Sure.  Does this look like group work to you? 
 I crave an Arby's jamocha shake.  Yummy.
 So...did B have anything interesting to say last night?  Has he asked you to marry him yet?  When he does, can I be in the wedding? 
 S said he doesn't really think you're rude because I let you read the note.  He was only hazing you.

 Are y'all going to the Greek Festival?  K was asking me, "Are you going with T?  I hope she knows there's gonna be no privacy!"  She and MK think this writing is really wild.  Now she's talking about baklava.  I'm hungry again.
 Remember that "What Turns You On" quiz?  Well, T said painted toenails gave him a four.  S gave 'em a four, too!  I don't know why they feel that way.  Mommy painted mine last night.  Cute, isn't it?
 I can't wait to go to the Renaissance Festival.  We must go, and we must eat a lot!  I wish they would get off their butts and make some fried ice cream!  Remember their french fries?  I'm getting all excited over food.  How scary!
 I can hear S giggle from way across the room.  What a little spaz!
 T's losing it!
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