June 5, 2017: Ugh. Finley is really starting to creep me out. Every time I turn around, there she is. She’s always staring at me, lurking behind me. She’s always touching my hair, my eyes, my toes. She has to play with every toy I pick up. It’s unbelievable! Mommy and daddy have been saying when she gets older it’ll be so much better and you’ll have so much fun. Really?! Maybe they should look up the definition of fun.