Reasons F's been out of bed tonight so far:
(Less than one minute after I left the room:) I can't sleep
I'm scared of the cat in the book. (Mrs. Frisby)
I'm scared that I'll drive into a forest, and my tire will get stuck in mud, and I'll go to change it and the truck will collapse on me. (Also from Mrs. Frisby)
I'm not going to like kindergarten because it will be all boring shape games and the toys in the classroom won't be as fun as Puerta Abierta.
I'm cold.
I'm hot.
El Sol means "the sun". I'm not really going to school on the sun, am I? Maybe my school bus turns into a rocket.
The inside of my elbow feels weird.
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