But the paper was out at the end of the driveway. Neither one of us wanted to go out to get it because we were still in our pajamas.
Later in the day I had music therapy. While we were backing out of the drive, my mom stopped to pick up the paper. We decided it would be a good idea to open it with Bonnie, my music therapist. Afterall, I said that is what makes me happy...music therapy.
I started turning the pages. I spotted the Ohio State basketball players, Go Bucks!!!, but not me.