I guess I was going to see my father since I was born. I do not remember going there when I was first born but I know I did. When I was about a year old I started understanding the schedule better. On the weekends I would go with my dad my sister would go with hers.
I remember Tiffany would stay with me until he got there. I never knew where everyone else went but I did not care either.
When I went to my dad's we were in our own little world together.We would go out on his boat and run threw the woods. He said everyday there was a possibility of a new adventure.
At night he would give me bottles with apple juice but I was still so sensitive he had to water it down so it would not make me sick. We would play board games until I was so tired I could not stay awake. The board games were fun because he would mix up different ones and we would make up rules as we played. I do not remember ever losing but I think he did that on purpose. It was always him and I until it was not anymore.