Today was an awkward day. Dad and I went to the park for a stroll when we caught Mum doing the laundry with Joseph. Dad tried to say something but resisted the urge. Mum wouldn't give me the new trainers I wanted, so Dad said I could go to the park and let the adults deal with the problems. So I did and scared a bunch of old people with my mate "Reaper Grimm". Nice man. Misunderstood. When I got back Dad had misunderstood my wants: when I asked for Sketchers I didn't mean artists.