About 3 more months went by and i avoided Jessica and even my mother as much as possible. When the dreaded knock came at my door and my Mom said i had to watch Jessica again as she had an emergency at work. It was 7am, i told her i couldn't and she said too bad, and told me absolutely no junk food for Jessica today. She said she kept trying to get into the ice cream, and then ran out the door. I was just really hoping she did not poop again. I groggily got up and walked downstairs and immediately saw Jessica going into the freezer. First thought was, a three year old should not be able to reach the freezer, second thought was oh know the ice cream. "Hey Jessica, what are you doing, no ice cream.' I kinda yelled and started to run over. When i reached her i stopped in my tracks and was a little scared now. What in the world happened she was the same height as me and much bigger.
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