Last night was fun. We closed down the cafeteria of rules (they are lunch lady despots one and all) and Caleb drove me around like a formula 1 racer. We went outside and breathed some air and I showed them the art of the diabetic treat eater. You eat only your favorite parts. In my case the choc crust, the very center of the icecream and the bottom tip of the cone - then you throw the rest out.
I'll try to blog more tomorrow, there's a chance I may get to go home tomorrow!
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