Such a crazy 4 day weekend.. Went to my cousins for two nights; had Easter on easter, obviously... My cousins and I had an easter egg hunt, then we were outside for a bit.. Our Grandma, Grandpa, Aunt, & Uncle came for Easter dinner. My parents weren't there.. Wanna know why? They were in the hospital, my mom was giving birth.. My beautiful baby sister was born on April 8th 6 pm. So that was pretty cool, towards the end of the night, it was almost 7, we noticed one of my cousins dogs had a bloated side, his admen was bloated.. He only has three legs because of cancer. My uncle rushed him to the ER, and he came home, the vet gave him charcol so it could asorb everything in his stomach, and he would puke it out.. He didn't puke. My grandpa, grandma, brother, my two cousins & I went to the hospital to see my baby sister. She was gorgeous. We got home about 10 pm, we all went to bed. Then, no one was awake but my Aunt and Uncle, the dog, Earl, died... No one knew what he had, if he ate anything bad, or anything.. We spent the rest of the morning just..
crying..
Well,
Atleast I can say, Welcome Baby Emma..
And RIP Earl.. Your in a better place now<3