Monday, July 24, 2017

Adorable Adela

Octavia Wyatt had a new baby sister, and she wasn't happy about it. Nobody had asked her before the baby was born if she would mind having a younger sibling - she did, in fact, mind.  She minded very much.

Before the baby came, Octavia was the cute little one. She was the one everyone came to see and fussed over. Now, it was Adela, her baby sister. 

"Oh, she's so adorable." gushed the latest visitor to arrive at their house and peek into the sleeping baby Adela's crib. 

Octavia put her finger in her mouth as if she were about to gag. Adorable? What was so adorable about a tiny baby who could hardly do anything but sleep and go to the bathroom. Meanwhile, she, Octavia could do all sorts of exciting things like count and spell and do both a front and a back somersault.

"Do you want to hear me count to ten?" she asked her mother. 

"Later." Mommy said with a smile. "I have to feed Adela."

"Do you want to hear me spell my name?" she asked her father.

"I can't right now." he replied. "I have to go to the store to  get Adela more diapers. Do you want to come?"

Octavia frowned and shook her head no. She didn't want to do anything for that stupid sister of hers. 

Grandma arrived and Octavia immediately brightened. Surely, Grandma would want to spend time with Octavia. She and Grandma had always been close. "Hi Grandma." she greeted her grandmother warmly. "Do you want to see me do a front or a back somersault?"

Grandma smiled. "I have to see baby Adela first."  she replied.  She hurried off into Adela's room, 

Octavia slumped to the ground dejectedly. She closed her eyes for a minute and opened them to see a figure looming over her. It was her older cousin, Marie. "Hi." said Marie sitting down beside her.

"Aren't you looking for Adela's room?" asked Octavia pointing towards it. 

Marie shook her head no.

"Don't you want to see adorable Adela?" asked Octavia wrinkling up her nose at the mere mention of her baby sister's name.

Marie shook her head no again. "I came to see you." she replied. "I wanted to tell you I know how you feel."

Octavia didn't think so. She just rolled her eyes at her cousin.

"I really do." replied Marie sincerely. "You see I'm an older sister too. Only in my case, it was adorable Essie. It was Essie everyone came to see and Essie everyone fussed over. I felt really left out."

Octavia nodded vigorously. She knew just how Marie felt, lonely and sad and like she didn't matter. "What did you do?" she asked eagerly. 

"Nothing." replied Marie. "What could I do? I was just a kid."

Octavia frowned again. She thought Marie's advice was going to be helpful but she guessed not. She started to turn away from her cousin.

However, Marie continued talking. "Do you know what happened?" she asked. "Essie got older." she continued after Octavia shook her head no. "After a while, she wasn't so adorable and so new anymore. She was just another kid like me. After all, you can't be a new baby forever."

Octavia smiled. It was her first genuine smile in a long time. She thanked her cousin and went off to see her baby sister.

"Can I see the baby?" she asked entering her Mom's room. 

Grandma was about to say no because the baby was sleeping in her bassinet but Mom was so happy that Octavia finally wanted to see her baby sister that she practically had tears in eyes. "Sure, you can see your baby sister. " she replied. "Just be really quiet though. Adela's sleeping." 

Octavia quietly tiptoed over to the baby's bassinet and peeked in. Then, when Mommy and Grandma looked away for a minute. She leaned in and whispered. "Don't get used to it. You're not going to be adorable forever. You know."

Saturday, July 22, 2017

Hazel's Horse

Today's story is not only for my daughter but by my daughter.

Hazel Prince loved horses. She had all kinds of books about horses. Hazel loved learning all different facts about horses and ponies. One day, when Hazel was in her room she thought of the best idea ever, she would ask her parents for a pet horse. She went into her parents room to find Daddy lying down on the bed reading a book. "Daddy, can I get a pet horse please?" Hazel asked hopefully as she walked over to Daddy.

"Sure, honey." Daddy replied barely listening to what Hazel was asking. He missed the part about pet horse.

Later that day, Hazel was sitting in the kitchen with a paper and a pen. "Mommy, which name do you like best for a horse, Buttercup, Sweetie, Snickerdoddle or Butterscotch?" Hazel asked looking up from her paper.

"I think I like Butterscotch best." Mommy replied not quite understanding why Hazel needed a name for a horse.

"Okay. Thanks, Mommy." Hazel said picking up her paper and leaving the room. She went into the living room to find her little sister Caroline sitting on the couch watching My Little Pony on the TV. "Hey, Caroline! Guess what!" Hazel said sitting beside her little sister.

"What?" Caroline asked looking up at her sister and away from the TV screen.

"I'm going to get a pet horse. And, I am going to name it Butterscotch." Hazel stated happily. Upon hearing this, Caroline's jaw dropped instantly.

"Mommy and Daddy are getting you a horse? They won't even let me get Puppy!" Caroline stated angrily glaring at Hazel. "This is no fair!"

Hazel went into her room. She went straight to her desk which had her computer on top. She turned on the computer and looked up what to get for a horse. Hazel took a pencil and paper out of her desk drawer and wrote down all the things she would need for her horse. Then, she went onto different pet store websites and looked for the things she needed. "The things to wash Butterscotch are cheaper to get at Pet Market, then at Furry Friends." Hazel said to herself. She needed to find the cheapest way to get all the things she would need. After she finished with that, she looked up different places where she could get Butterscotch. Hazel decided she wanted a little white horse that's name was Snowflake. Although of course when Hazel got her, she was still going to change her name to Butterscotch.

"Hazel, Caroline, it's time for dinner!" Mommy called from downstairs.

"Mommy, how come Hazel can get a horse, but I can't get a puppy?" Caroline asked as she sat down at the diner table.

"Hazel's getting a horse? Mommy asked looking very confused.

"Yes. Daddy said I that I can get one." Hazel explained. Everyone's eyes turned to Daddy.

"I didn't know you wanted a real horse I thought you wanted a stuffed horse. I'm sorry Pumpkin. What if instead of getting you a horse, Hazel, and you a puppy, Caroline, we get you smaller pet to share like a Bunny?" He looked over at Mommy to make sure that she was okay with that idea. She smiled back at him. "How does that sound?" Daddy asked looking back at Caroline and Hazel. Hazel and Caroline looked at each other and then looked back at Daddy.

"Okay." The two girls said at the same time. Hazel might not have gotten a horse, but at least she was getting a pet. Maybe someday she would finally get a horse.

Thursday, July 20, 2017

Silly Saturday

Every Saturday Layna's family had what they called Silly Saturday. Where they would have a lot of fun and be silly all day. Her family included her Mom. Her dad. Her little sister Crystal who was seven years old, and was five years younger than Layna. Lastly Layna had a two year old sister named Morgan , who was ten years younger than her. All of them loved Silly Saturdays and waited each week for the day to finally arrive, but this week was different. Layna's best friend Ellen was coming over for a sleepover on Saturday. Ellen was surely going to think that Layna was strange if she saw what Silly Saturdays were like. Layna decided to ask her mom if they could skip Silly Saturday this week. She went to her parents room, but her mom wasn't there. Then she went to Morgan's room. Her mom was in there. She was lying in Morgan's bed with her. It was time for Morgan's nap. She was reading Morgan a story to help her fall a sleep. "Mom since Ellen is coming to sleepover on Saturday can we maybe skip Silly Saturday this week?" Layna asked hopefully. 

When hearing the words skip Silly Saturday Morgan burst into tears. She loved Silly Saturdays and since she was only two they always made her really happy.

"Sorry Honey, but your it makes your little sisters very happy, and without it they will be really sad. "

"But if Ellen sees Silly Saturdays she will think I'm crazy. She will never want to be my friend then." Layna wined.

"If she is  really your friend she will like you for who you are not for what you do on Saturdays." Mommy replied going back to reading Morgan a story.

Layna could tell Mommy was done with that conversation. Even though she didn't believe what mommy had just sad she left the room. She went back to her room. "Mom doesn't even care how I feel about Silly Saturdays, she only cares what Crystal and Morgan think." Layna thought angrily to herself. After a lot thinking Lanya decided to look passed Silly Saturday and just look forward to Ellen coming for a sleepover. Once Layna decided to look passed Silly Saturdays she couldn't wait for the day to arrive.

Finally after a lot of waiting Saturday arrived. Usually everybody had matching wacky clothes for Silly Saturday, but today there was no way Layna was going to dress wacky. Layna picked out her pretty white dress with little sunflowers on it. The family also usually did wacky hair styles for Silly Saturday, well all except Daddy who didn't have enough hair to style. Although today Lanya carefully parted her hair and put it into two perfect braids. Unfortunately for Lanya the rest of the family was still dressed in there Silly Saturday outfits. Mommy and Daddy were sitting on the couch with Crystal, and Mommy had Morgan in her lap. They were playing the first game of Silly Saturday. It was the Funny Face game. In the game they took turns making funny faces. Just then the doorbell rang. "I'll get it!" Layna called out as she ran for the door.

"Hey Laney."  Ellen said as she looked at Lanya who had just opened the door.

"Hey Ellen, come on in." Lanya welcomed as she lead Ellen into the house. Ellen had been to Layna's house before just not for a sleepover and not on a Saturday. Ellen walked straight to the living room to see the Funny Face game. Layna quickly pulled Ellen out of the room and dragged her away. "Let's go in my room." Layna suggested walking towards the stairs. Ellen agreed and the two went upstairs to Layna's room. While they were in Layna's room they did all kinds of things. Such as playing games although normal games not Silly Saturday games.

"Layna, Ellen. It's time for lunch." Mommy called from down stairs. The two girls raced down the stairs and into the kitchen.

"I won the race." Layna announced as her and Ellen reached the kitchen. They both started to laugh. For lunch they were having spaghettios. Morgan scooped her bowl of spaghettios in her hands and dumped it on top of her head. On most days Mommy would have scolded Morgan, but since it was Silly Saturday she just laughed. After a minute of it sinking in Morgan started to cry because the spaghettios were burning her head and face. When Morgan started to cry Mommy immediately picked Morgan up in her arms.

"I'm going to take Morgan to have a bath, so she cool off." Mommy explained as she carried Morgan off. The whole time Layna had her head in her hands. She was so embarrassed. After that the day did not get much better for Layna. It seamed like every minute Layna's family would find another way to embarrass her.

Finally it was time for Layna and Ellen to go to bed. The two of them lay down on the two couches in the Living room. "I am so sorry about my family. Every Saturday is what they call "Silly Saturday" where the act silly all day. I understand if you think I am weird and don't want to be my best friend anymore. Or if you don't even want to be my friend at all." Layna said sadly

"There's no need to apologize. Your family is really cool and funny. My parents never spend anytime with me and I don't even have any siblings. Of course I still want to be your best friend." Ellen assured Layna.

"Really." Layna asked.

"Really." Ellen replied. From then on Layna always enjoyed Silly Saturdays as she had before, and  Layna was never afraid to be herself. Or at least she tried not to be.

Tuesday, July 18, 2017

Overextended Emery

Emery Overton was a nice girl. The problem was she was too nice. She especially loved to be helpful to others. Whenever anybody asked her to do anything Emery always agreed.

One Saturday morning, when Emery woke up and was sitting in her bed, her father poked his head in on his way downstairs. "Good morning." he greeted her cheerfully. "I'm going to visit Grandma today. Do you want to come?"

"Sure." replied Emery enthusiastically. Emery adored her grandmother. They were very close. Her grandmother had recently been moved into a nursing home.

When Dad went downstairs, Emery got out of bed, and went to her closet to pick out something to wear. Her older sister, Iris burst into her room and started talking as if they'd already been having a conversation. "I thought we'd start with the mall and then go to some of the smaller stores after if necessary.'" she announced.

"Huh?" said Emery in confusion.

"Aren't you coming with me to pick out a prom dress?" asked Iris.

"Oh yeah." replied Emery excitedly. She just loved fancy dresses. Besides, she appreciated any time her older sister actually wanted to spend time with her which wasn't often.

"I'm going to go take a shower. I'll let you know when we are ready to go, okay?" declared Iris.

Emery nodded. She turned back to her closet. Just after she had picked out an outfit and gotten dressed, her mother stepped into her room. "Don't forget we are going to bake those cupcakes for the bake sale today." she reminded Emery.

"Okay." replied Emery. She had forgotten she had volunteered her mother to bake cupcakes for the fundraiser they were having at school. Her mouth watered just think of the delicious cupcakes they would make. Her mother was a great baker. Hopefully, she would let them make a few extra for home as well.

Emery brushed her teeth. Just as she finished, she heard the doorbell ring loudly from downstairs. 'I wonder who that can be?' she thought.

"Emery! Arden is here!" called Mom from downstairs answering Emery's question. Arden Best was Emery's best friend. They had been inseparable since they were babies.

"Hi, Arden." Emery greeted her friend warmly as she came down the stairs.

"Hi, Em." replied Arden. "I'm so grateful to you for doing this," she gushed as she hurried into the house and dropped her math text book on the table and opened it up. "My Mom and Dad will make me quit cheerleading if I don't get my math grade up."

"Sure. No problem." replied Emery suddenly remembering she had promised to tutor Arden. Emery had always been good at math. It came easy to her. Unfortunately, not so much for Arden, who always struggled with the subject.

Emery sat down at the table next to Arden. Just as they were about to get started her father entered the room. "Are you ready to go to Grandma's? " he asked.

Before Emery could reply, Iris burst into the room." "Let's get going!" she insisted impatiently However, before Emery could move or reply their mother entered the room.

"I am going to preset the oven so we can get started on those cupcakes." Mom told Emery.

"I thought you were going with me to visit Grandma." said Dad in confusion.

"I thought you were going shopping with me." hissed Iris angrily.

"I thought we were going to bake the cupcakes today." declared Mom. "When you volunteered me you promised you would help."

"You promised you would help me with my math today!" whined Arden.

"Oops." replied Emery as a great big blush of embarrassment spread across her face. She had to learn to stop saying yes to everything.

Sunday, July 16, 2017

When You're Older

Anastasia Washburn had two older sisters Camry and Gretel. Camry and Gretel were twelve year old twins. They were always getting to do cool things. Anastasia was only six and was too young to do anything. She didn't think it was fair that she never got to do anything cool.

"Let's go to the park." Mommy suggested one day. This was something the three girls could agree on. "We can't go to the park we usually go to. There is work being done. We will have to go to the next closest park." Mommy stated as the four of them climbed into the car.

When they got to the park the girls happily jumped out of the car. The park they went to had two sections. The big kid section and the little kid section. Camry and Gretel immediately ran over to the big kid part, and Anastasia ran after them. "Anastasia get back here." Mommy screamed running after Anastasia. "You're too young for the big kid part. You can play there when you're older."

Anastasia didn't think this was fair, but she knew there was no use arguing. She hung her head down and slowly walked to the other side of the park. When Camry and Gretel were done playing, they all got back in the car.

"Before we go home, we need to stop by the store to pick up a few things."" Mommy explained as she buckled her seat belt.

"Can we get these books?" Camry and Gretel asked holding up two chapter books that they had found at the store.

"Sure." Mommy replied looking for the stuff she needed to get.

"Can I get this book?" Anastasia inquired holding up a different chapter book then her sisters had picked out.

"No sweetie. You are too little for chapter books. You can read them when you are older. Why don't you get this book instead?" Mommy said holding up a picture book.

"No thank you." Anastasia answered in disgust.

When they got home, Daddy was in the backyard building the girls a tree house. "Camry, Gretel come help me. "

"Okay." The two yelled running over to Daddy.

"Can I help too?" Anastasia asked hopefully.

"I'm sorry princess you are too little you could get hurt. You can help me build things when you're older." Daddy replied as he continued building.

Anastasia went to her room. She sat on her bed and picked up her favorite stuffed animal. It was a bear named Teddy. "I'm too young to do anything." she said to the bear. "I can't do anything. When am I going to be as old as Camry and Gretel? It's not fair!" Anastasia continued. Anastasia left her room and went downstairs to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Mommy was making eggs for lunch. "Mommy can I help you make the eggs?" Anastasia inquired walking over to her.

"Sorry Anastasia, but you could burn yourself. You're to young to use the stove. You can use the stove when you're older."

"Another thing, I'm to young for." Anastasia thought to herself as she left the kitchen to go find something to do.

With the eggs, they were having toast. "I'll butter the toast." Anastasia offered.

"Honey you're too little to use a knife. You can use a knife when you're older." Daddy said as he started to butter the toast himself.

"Anastasia! Anastasia! Come here!" Mommy called later that day. Anastasia didn't come.

Anastasia was in her room playing with her toys. "She must be calling me by accident. She probably wants Camry or Gretel for something." Anastasia thought going back to playing.

"Anastasia!Anastasia!" Mommy called again. Anastasia still didn't come down. Mommy decided to go see what Anastasia was doing and why she wasn't coming downstairs. When she got to Anastasia's room, she saw her playing on the ground. "Why didn't you come down?" Mommy asked. "I was going to ask you if you wanted to go to this new water park."

Anastasia loved water parks, but she still didn't think Mommy really wanted her. "Are you sure you meant to ask me and not Camry or Gretel?"Anastasia asked.

"If I meant to ask Camry or Gretel, I would have. I asked you because I meant to ask you." Mommy assured her. "Plus at this water park you have to be four to ten. Which means they are too old anyway. So would you like to go?" Mommy asked again.

"Yes!" Anastasia said vigorously shacking her head. Maybe sometimes it was better to be little.

Friday, July 14, 2017

What's That Smell?

Felice McGill was sitting in her living room watching her favorite cartoon when she noticed a horrible smell. "What is that awful smell?" she asked holding her nose. She looked around but didn't notice anything that could be giving off such a horrible smell.

Just then her baby sister, Faye crawled by. 'Of course' thought Felice. 'It must be dirty diaper I'm smelling!' Out loud to her sister, she said. "No offense, Faye but you stink!" Faye just smiled back at her big sister. She was just happy to have some attention. Felice quickly scooped up the baby and holding her at arms length went looking for their mother. "Mom! Mom!" she shouted at the top of her lungs.

"What is all the screaming about?" asked Mom in an annoyed voice entering the room after about five minutes of Felice's yelling. "I was in the middle of sorting the laundry."

"She needs a change." insisted Felice quickly depositing the baby in Mom's arms.

Mom took the baby and sniffed her bottom. "Are you sure?" she asked Felice doubtingly. "She doesn't smell like she needs change."

"Are you kidding?" asked Felice in disbelief. "She stinks."

Mom took out a changing mat from the diaper bag that was lying on the table. She spread it out on the floor and put the baby on it and began changing her diaper. As soon as she had the baby's diaper off, she looked up and gave Felice an angry look. "Her diaper's not even wet." she said in a very annoyed voice. Mom quickly put the baby's diaper back on and left the room taking the baby with her.

Felice sniffed. It still smelled terrible. If it wasn't baby Faye, what could it be? Just then she noticed her older brother, Dan sitting at the kitchen table devouring a piece of cake.

'Aha!' thought Felice.  'That must be what the awful smell is. It must be Dan.' She stormed into the kitchen. "You stink!" she said pointing to her brother accusingly.

"What?!" he exclaimed jumping up startled. He'd been busy daydreaming about his latest hot crush, and he hadn't heard Felice come in.

"Did you have football practice today" asked Felice.

"Yeah, what about it?" he asked with annoyance. What business was it of hers anyway? He didn't appreciate his little sister giving him the third degree.

"Did you ever hear of showering?" asked Felice as if she were introducing a foreign concept.

"For your information, I did shower." he replied angrily and went back to eating his cake.

Felice leaned in real close and sniffed her brother. He did smell clean. The stink definitely wasn't coming from him.

Dan pushed her away. "Get away from me, you little freak." he said angrily.

Just then the sound of another angry voice filled the air. This time it was Mom's, and it was coming from the living room. "Get in here right now, Felice." she called insistently.

Felice quickly hurried to the sound of her mother's voice. "What's the matter, Mom?" she asked calmly entering the living room.

"What this?" asked Mom accusingly shoving an empty cartoon of milk under Felice's nose.

That was it! That was were that awful smell was coming from.

"Didn't I tell you to throw this out yesterday?" asked Mom

Felice nodded suddenly remembering she had been on her way to throw out the empty container of milk when she heard the sound of her favorite singer's voice  coming from the living room TV, and she forgot all about it. The mystery of the awful smell was solved. Felice smiled with satisfaction.

Mom, on the other hand, was still not so please. "Throw it out now!" she demanded handing Felice the empty container.

"Okay, okay." said Felice heading for the garbage can in the garage.

Wednesday, July 12, 2017

Hayden's Hero

This story is by Melia.

Hayden Massey was ten years old. She had just started fifth grade and her first assignment of the year was to write a report about her favorite hero. "Well that should be easy; you love superheroes! Which one are you going to choose?" asked her mother.

"I'm not sure yet," Hayden replied honestly.

She walked into room where images of Batman, Superman, Iron Man, Spider-man, and the Flash lined the walls. There were posters, action figures, DVDs, and just about any other type of merchandise imaginable  for dozens of superheroes. Hayden gazed around the room, looking over every one of them to find inspiration, but she still couldn't seem to figure which one was the best.

That night, she was sitting on the couch in her living room reading a book when her sister, Grace, entered. "Hey," she said. "I heard about your essay. Have you decided which hero you're going to write about?"

Hayden sighed. "Not yet. I like so many superheroes but I don't think any of them are my favorite."

"Well did your teacher actually say it had to be a 'superhero'?" Grace asked, sitting down beside her sister.

Hayden thought about it. "No, I guess not. But isn't that the only kind of hero there is?"

"Of course not!" Grace exclaimed. "A hero is somebody you look up to. Somebody who inspires you to work harder, be kinder, and believe in yourself. It can be a superhero, but it could just as easily be someone real. You just have to think about who it is that makes you want to be the best version of yourself that you can be."

"Wow, I never thought about it that way," Hayden said, and suddenly she knew exactly what to write. "Thanks, Grace!" she called out as she ran into her room.

As soon as she sat down at her desk and pulled out a sheet of paper, the words began flowing right out of her. It was the easiest paper she had ever had to write. Within twenty minutes, she had finished it and tucked it carefully into her backpack to hand in the next day.

A few days later, Hayden excitedly rushed home from the bus stop, clutching her report in her hand. "Mom, come here!" she yelled as soon as she stepped through the front door.

"What is it? Is something wrong?" her mom asked, hurrying over to her daughter.

"I got an A+ on my hero essay!" she squealed, jumping up and down.

"That's wonderful! Which hero did you end up writing about?"

Hayden smiled. "I wrote about someone who makes me want to work harder, be kinder, and believe in myself. The most inspirational hero I know. You," she declared.

Tears came to her mother's eyes as she looked upon her daughter feeling prouder and more honored than she had ever felt before. "Thank you so much, honey. And you know what?"

"What?" Hayden asked.

"You're my hero, too."

Hayden hugged her mom tightly. "I love you, mom. No matter how cool or powerful superheroes may be, you'll also be my favorite hero."