Can you believe I terrorize my big bro and sis? Impossible. I never, ever steal Avrie's blanket and run away squealing with glee. I never, ever, ever knock over Nolan's block towers and run away squealing with glee. Nuh-uh. No way. Like my Dagwood hair? My Mom cut it after this Tea Party. I wasn't supposed to be sitting on the table. Usually, I get a swat on my cute little thighs but Mom apparently thought it was cute this time.