add on...

when i was a baby... my uncle was such a drunk... but i was like his everything... he loved me... he always wanted to hold me... and supposedly this one day when i was still like a we-little baby... he was so drunk that my mom told him that he cant hold me ... and i was sleeping in my crib... and he said "oh yea!... FINE!"... he took his fist and slammed it down into my crib/play pen and missed my head by like a inch... and my mom wacked him with a pan... (she liked doin that for some reason... lol)... umm but i was ok... and he had a nice lump... so whatever... but as i was gettin older... he would take me on walks... and make me call colored people porch monkeys and so i would call people that all the time... he was very racists... and i am so far from being that way... its not even funny... I LOVE PEOPLE... ANY SHAPE, SIZE, OR COLOR!.. he is somewhat diffrent today... i also used to get taught things like what head lice was and i asked some lady at the grocery store if she had eggs... and she was like yea... she showed me her eggs she bought and i was like NO NO ... and i pointed to my hair and was like EGGS EGGS... lol... the lady looked at my mom or whomever i was with and was like umm you need to teach her somethin diffrent... and before my grandma died... i was gettin potty trained....and my grandmother was teaching me about all diffrent animals.. and so my first poo i called it a snake.. lmao!!... good times ... good times... so... yea... this is a add on from my first post...