at school i wrote a story about Braydon and here is how it goes-
my baby brothers name is Braydon. he is as tiny as a pea, we have cute baby pictures and videos of him. and did i mention he has the cutest face, Braydon will have blue eyes and a small nose, and i think he will have really cute pajamas. i think he will have a baby blue bottle with soy milk in it. also when he grows up i imagine him wearing a tiny tucks.
my dad said i may have to change Braydons dipper. i bet he will have a really poopy dipper. then i may have to put lotion on his hands, so that it will give him soft hands. then he might want some soy milk and cheerios, oh no he spilled them every where, eww i stepped on a cherrio.
since Braydon may have pink lotion it might smell like strawberrys or rassberrys. and another thing is my dad may put his collone on Braydon, and let me tell you something my dads collone smells scrumdiddleyuptiously great. ewww, peeewww! whats that stinch. oh, i think i was suppose to change that. (poopy dipper)
splish, splash, splat milk spilling down Braydons pants, his pants have stinky milk on them. you cant blame him he will only be 4 when he does it. because of that i have to tell you that he is in my stepmoms stomach right now and it is a possibillity thathe may be born on september 27,2009. when he comes out he will be crying and i will be sighing, but one day he will laugh and i will laugh along. did you like it well there is more to come. the end
Thursday, June 11, 2009
notes, poems, and certificates from my teacher
its the last day of school saying bye to everyone and getting autographs. so our 3rd grade teacher called us out side and when she starts say that this person loves writing she cant stop, and she cant stop, and she cant stop writing and as sune as i herd the letter t i started walking tword her, i was the 3rd grades most likely to be an author, it was from all four of the 3rd grade teachers.-it was almost the end of the day and mrs.tseng called me out side in the hallway and she gave me two things, the first thing was a note and it goes like this- you are 1 of the most creative and talented girls i know! i love how big your imagination is and all the amazing things that you produce! continiu working hard and doing your best next year. you will definetly shine in 4th grade! i will miss you lots! hags-have a great summer!-p.s.make sure you visit me often next year.much love, mrs.tseng.next is a poem and this is how it goes- i am glad i was your teacher
i'm glad i was your teacher. ive come to love you so. i cant belive the end is here.i hate to see you go. remember all the fun we had and all the things we did but most of all remember .........
you're a very special kid
much love.
mrs.tseng and that was it bye for now.
DAD IN A NECK BRACE
ONE DAY DADS NECK WAS HURTING AND BECKY SAID THAT DAD HAD TO HAVE SURGERY AND WHEN DAD WAS HAVING SURGERY THEY HAD TO CUT THROUGH THE MIDDLE OF HIS NECK (AND IN THE FRONT) AND I THINK THE NEXT DAY I CAME OVER AND SAID HI. DAD SAID I CAN LAY DOWN WITH HIM BUT ONLY IF I SAT ON THE RIGHT SIDE BECAUSE HIS LEFT ARM WAS HURTING. THEN I GOT VERY HUNGRY, SO BECKY WENT AND GOT ME A PURPLE POPSICLE. WHEN I WAS THROUGH WITH MY PURPLE POPSICLE MY LIPS WHERE PURPLE. MY DAD WAS GIVIN SOME AIR PUTTY AND HE SAID I MAY BEABLE TO PLAY WITH IT. THEN I HAD TO LEAVE BUT BEFORE I LEFT I ASKED IF I COULD HAVE SPEARMINT FLAVORED GUM, THEN WE LEFT.(A FEW DAYS LATER.) THATS WHEN I SAW DAD IN HIS BLUE NECK BRACE AT HOME. THE END
braydon-my baby brother
it all started with a phone call from dad he said Becky was pregnant, so i called everyone i knew. (a few months later) on June 8th i went to a sonogram, and Braydon looks like a skull, and he would not stop moving. When they did pictures of Braydon they wrote stuff on the pictures like: hi mom and dad, hi sis, hi everyone, baby thinking (picture of head), hand, and feet. so that is what i know about Braydon.
Monday, December 22, 2008
Chiniese Christmas Tree
I Tara has got the best story ever , so I went to my grandmothers house and had eaten and after that we played Chinese Christmas and it is a game where you pick a number and say I was number 5 i could pick a gift off the table or steal some one Else's gift and i got stuck with a little white glass Christmas tree with white snow men climbing it, it was so cute. and what i got for Chinese Christmas tree is a seasoning holder with seasoning in it.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Cute baby Sugerglider
so dad made me eat asparagus and becky made me eat all of them or I couldn't get my sugar glider and I did it. Then we went to becky's friends and got it. It peed on dad.It hurt when it crawled on me.It is like a mouse with wings,it has tiny poop,it is smaller than it looks,it has a watery nose,and a long lizard tongue. Dad tried to wake it up so he could take it everywhere with us and it growled at dad. This is why I like it
Friday, August 1, 2008
Last day with dad for a weekend
So today I go back to my moms house for a weekend and I will not be able to write for you so I will tell you what I did the past few days and I hope you like it. So dad got a new boat we went to the lake on the boat we stayed on the boat for 2 hours.First we went fast andwhen we went bumpy it went high and slammed on the waves over the water than we cruised than we went fast for a while than we left.The next day we had huburds for lunch next door was a place that makes saramic.The next day we ate huburds for breakfast than we baught a saramic duck a saramic angel for my oma and a saramic teddy bear.THE END
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