I'm in Texas right now visiting my great-grandmather in hospice. She is in the stage were she is seeing angels and doors, which I think the doors represent the gateways to heaven.

Yesterday was my birthday and at 11:21 last night I was offically 11yrs old. I went with my mom and my grandmather to see the movie Flicka, and it was great! We took a small break from visiting Nanna. I found out in the movie "Flicka" means beautiful in every way, and  when my mom heard that, she said I was a "Flicka" and I smiled. I reccomend this movie.

I also went to a neat restaurant where we had good 'ol southern chicken, mashed potatos, green beens and biscuit's. After I ate, the waitresses placed a chicken hat on my head and put a cone cup in mouth and they asked me what age I wanted to be and I said 16. They yelled out my name and the age I chose and told me to flap like a chicken as they sang the birthday song. After that my family and I were laughing so hard, becuase I was a silly chicken. When we stoped laughing the birthday biscut came out with a candle in it and everybody said, "Make a wish and  blow out the candle!" However, since I was full I only had a few bites. It was a fun night last night, and a great birthday after all. 

~Kaitlin