Splitting my life in two

I HATE BEING EIGHT because no one tells you ANYTHING when you're eight.

This morning we had church. And I had hardly slept a weeny WINK last night because of worrying about the DIVORCE. Would mum and dad fight over me like in films? Do i get to go to court and talk to the judge?

What if they both want me....???

....What if NEITHER of them want me???

 I was making a long list in my head of what i would keep in each house.

Mums house: Elephant (My first favorite cuddly), my jewelry box  and Harry Potters 1-3

and

Dads house: Rudolf (My second favorite cuddly), cash box, and Harry Potters 4-7

I wonder if dad will mind if he gets rudolf and mum gets elephant? It doesnt mean i love him less than i love mum.

The rest is more difficult. Where will Bilbo (my guinea pig) live?

So obviously I was tired because of making my lists. So i shut my eyes for a couple of seconds and the next minute i woke up with my mouth wide open and granny staring at me.

She told me that Jesus died for us and the least I could do was stay awake and he'd be very sad if he saw me asleep when i should be thanking him for all the dying he did.

But even though jesus had to die and have nails in his hands and stuff his parents (mary and Joseph) never got a divorce so he doesn't know what its like to try and make a list of all your Beatrix Potter books in the middle of night and decide which ones to put in your mums and dads houses.


Granny and Grandpa came over to our house and after lunch (I made mum make gravy with the stupid rubber thing so i could see how it worked) mum said we could watch Toy Story 3 which grandpa bought for us as an early christmas present.

In the middle (the bit when ken does a fashion show) I went into the kitchen to get a yakult (im ADDICTED to yakult) and granny was hugging mum. Mum was crying - i'm PRETTY sure.

I said why you crying?

Mum just sniffed and said she was fine.

Granny said "your mums overtired. Go watch your video"

"but...I.. can help". I'm the best at cheering mum up. Mum even told me so once.

"not right now darling" said mum.

They sat there waiting for me to go so they could talk about secret stuff about dad.

"JUST TELL ME WHY YOUR CRYING!!!" I shouted.

"Maddy, dont shout"

"JUST TELL ME WHY!?"

"No. Its not important"

"ITS IMPORTANT TO ME!!!"

"Maddy you'll have to go on the naughty step if keep shouting."

So I just grabbed a yakult and slammed the fridge door as HARD AS I COULD.

There was nothing to do except finish the film.

I cried at the end when Andy gives away his toys.

I'm never giving away my toys.