Chapter 1
I started out like everyone else small and cranky. There was the exception that I was born with a pill in one hand and a spoon in the other. (Hahaha very funny mom)
My mom thought that it would be funny to convince me that I was born with a birth control pill in one hand and a spoon in the other.
She even went so far as to name me after the weather outside. Sitting in the hospital bed she looked out the window and said ” It’s Misty outside, hey that is a good name let’s name her that.”
Now being so small I guess I got bored and decided there wasn’t enough drama in my life. So, I decided to spice things up and be more adventurous. How did I manage that you might ask? You know what? When you are an infant there are only so many things you can do to keep your life interesting. So, every once in a while I would quit breathing or have seizures. I know exciting, right? Since I had become so adventurous, when I got a little bigger. I decided that I would give skydiving a try. The only problem was I was too small to jump from a plane. So, I decided to jump out of the car window instead.
