Snack, snack, snack, snack.

There is not enough junk food in my room. In fact, there's not enough any food. I'm running dangerously low on just about everything. If I can't hold out until Friday, I'm going to have to go grocery shopping. Eww. Mommy usually takes me so she can pick up the tab. Maybe I'll put it on her credit card.


Must. Have. More. Junk FOOD!!!