Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Camryn Can't Wait

 Today's story is a join effort by my daughter and I.


It was New Year's  Eve. Camryn Getz was so excited! This was going to be the first New Year's she got to stay up to and watch on TV as the New Year's ball dropped in Times Square. Her older brother and sister Connor and Camelia, who were twins, had been allowed to stay up and watch for several years already. Camryn was so jealous. Finally. it was her turn now.

At dinner time, on December 31, Camryn asked "Is it almost time for the New Year's ball to drop?"

Mommy laughed at Camryn's eagerness. "Not yet." she replied."Not for a few more hours."

Daddy lit in fire in the fireplace, and they all went into the living room. "Let's play a game." said Connor.
They all agreed and they played Monopoly. It took up a lot of time and for a while Camryn didn't think about New Year's Eve and the ball dropping at all.

When the game was over, Camryn asked hopefully. "Is it time for the ball to drop now?

Mommy shook her head. "Just be patient little one. It will be here before you know it." Camryn frowned unhappily. She hated waiting for things.

"I'm hungry." complained Connor as his stomach rumbled.

"Me too." replied Camelia and Camryn together.

"I'll make popcorn and we can watch something on TV." suggested Mommy. She went into the kitchen.
Camryn followed her.

"Can we watch the ball drop while we eat popcorn?" she asked.

"We told you it's not time yet, dummy." yelled Connor from the other room.

"Connor!" Mommy said sharply. "Don't you remember how eager you were the first time you got to see the ball drop on New Year's Eve? Give your sister a break."

"I'm sorry." said Connor in a voice that didn't seem sorry at all. 

Mom came back in the room and handed out the popcorn. They watched TV as they ate. When they were done, Mom made another batch.

After they finished the second batch, Camryn asked eagerly, "Is it time to watch the ball drop now?"

"Not yet, princess." said Daddy.

Camryn frowned. "It's never gonna get here." she groaned angrily.

"It will come." Daddy promised. "You just have to be patient."

They said around for a few minutes and Camryn was totally bored.

Suddenly, Camelia jumped out of her seat. "Let's have a dance party!" she suggested.They all agreed that was a great idea so Connor put on the stereo. They all started dancing.

After about a half hour, they were all tired out. They sat back down on the couch. Camryn rested her head in Mommy's lap. "Is it time now?" she asked again. Everyone shook their head no. " Camryn stuck out her lower lip and pouted disappointedly.

"What should we do now?" asked Mommy.

"Can Daddy tell us a story?"  asked Camryn.  Daddy agreed, and he began telling a story. Camryn closed her eyes just for a minute to rest as she listened to the story.

When, Daddy finished tellling the story. Connor looked at the clock. "It's five minutes to midnight!" he exclaimed happily. Camelia turned back on the TV.  Camryn was still lying on Mommy's lap and she didn't move.

"Camryn?" said Mommy. "Camryn it's time. The New Year's ball is about to drop."  There was no reaction from Camryn. Mommy looked down at her lap. Camryn's eyes were still closed, and she was fast asleep. 

Monday, December 29, 2014

Samara Gets Stage Fright

"I'm going to try out for the school play." Samara Kingsley announced excitedly one day at breakfast as she reached for a piece of toast.

"Good for you."  replied her mother smiling proudly at Samara and scooping some eggs on to her daughter's plate.

Her older brother, Charlie laughed as he buttered his own toast. "Your going to be in the school play?" he said. "You get nervous just talking to people on the phone." Charlie opened his mouth to say more but he quickly closed it again when he saw the angry look his mother was shooting him. She could not have been more angry if there were actual fire coming out of her mouth.

"We are all happy for you and we will all be rooting for you. Right, Charlie?" she said in a way that made it very clear that Charlie had better agree with her and show some support for his sister.

"Yeah, yeah." Charlie replied. He quickly gulped down his breakfast and hurried out of the room before his big mouth got him into more trouble.

Samara sat quietly in her chair. Maybe, Charlie was right and she shouldn't try out for the play. "Do you think I really have a chance to be in the play?" she asked her mother.

"Of course, you do, sweetie." Her mother assured her. "I'm so proud of you that you want to try-out." she added hugging Samara.

Samara beamed proudly and all her excitement returned. She couldn't wait for school and the auditions.

School dragged slowly. The auditions were after school. Samara sat nervously in the auditorium and waited for her turn to audition. She was a little bit nervous but once she started speaking she was okay. Afterwards, the drama teacher, Mrs. Drexel handed out the parts. Samara held her breathe until she heard Mrs. Drexel say "And playing the part of the handmaiden will be Samara Kingsley." Samara let out a huge happy sigh as a giant smile spread across her face. The handmaiden wasn't the lead but it was a nice sized part. The show was about a princess and the handmaiden was her faithful servant. Samara couldn't wait to go home and share her good news with her family.

"Oh, Samara, baby, that's wonderful!" exclaimed her mother excitedly crushing Samara in a huge hug when Samara told her that she had gotten in to the play.

Her father hugged her too. "We can't wait to come see you in the show." he said.

"Congrats, kid." added Charlie. He was still kind of surprised that Samara had not only actually gone through with the audition but had actually gotten a part in the show, but he was genuinely happy for his sister. Even though he teased her a lot, he was fond of her.

Rehearsals for the show started the next day. Rehearsals took place after school. Almost every day after school for the next two months, Samara had play rehearsal.

Finally, it was opening night. They had a quick light dinner and Mom got ready to drop Samara off at the school to ger ready. Mom would be coming back with Dad and Charlie later.  "Break a leg, sweetie." said Samara's father in the traditional theater expression of wishing good luck. He kissed her gently on the cheek.

"I'm proud of you, kid. " said Charlie. "I never really thought you'd actually audition, and now you are about to get up on that stage and perform in front of whole auditorium of people."

He meant it as a complement, but his words really got to Samara. She had never really thought about how big the auditorium was before and how many people it could hold. Now, she couldn't stop thinking about it. Her whole body instantly went numb and she felt as if she couldn't breathe.

"Come on, Samara." insisted her mother quickly ushering her to the door. "You'll be late." She hurried Samara into the car, and they headed for the school. Samara hoped she would feel better once she actually got there and started getting ready for the show.

By the time they arrived at the school and went inside, Samara still wasn't feeling any better.  In fact, she felt worse. She felt as though her whole body was frozen and she couldn't move. However, she somehow forced herself to get into her costume and get her stage make-up on. Then, she sat around nervously waiting for the show to start. While her cast mates buzzed around excitedly getting ready and waiting for the show to start,  Samara pasted a big fake smile on her face and tried to appear as happy as they were and not let anyone see how nervous she actually was.

Finally, it was show time. Samara somehow managed to make her way to her place on stage for the beginning of Act One. She could feel her heart beating so loudly in her chest that she was surprised nobody else could hear it. When  the show started and it came time for Samara's first line, she completely froze. The room went completely still and so quiet that you could have heard a pencil drop in a classroom all the way at the other end of the school. Samara swallowed hard, looked at the ground, and finally said her first line. She took a deep breathe. She forced herself to stopped thinking about the auditorium and all the people watching her. She became completely absorbed in the play and her character of the handmaiden. She hadn't completely lost her nervousness, but she managed to push through and get through the whole play.

After the show was over, Samara's family surrounded her. The gave her flowers and showered her with praise for her wonderful performance. "You looked so confident out there, baby." said her Dad. Samara smiled proudly. Maybe, she was an even better actress than she thought.

Saturday, December 27, 2014

Rayna Rejects Reading

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


Rayna Lewis absolutely positively hated books. She did not even like to be around books at all. Whenever she saw a book she would run away.

 "Mommy, do I have to learn to read?" she asked one day.

"Yes." replied her mother. "Sometime, you'll have to learn. I am sure you'll like it when you actually take a chance and try it."

"I won't like it ever." replied Rayna with a big frown.

The next day was going to be Rayna's 6th birthday. Rayna's Mom tucked her into bed. "Goodnight, Rayna." she said with a kiss on the cheek.

The next morning, Rayna woke up bright and early. "It's my birthday!" she said excitedly. She jumped out of bed, ran into her Mom and Dad's room and jumped up on their bed. "Mommy, Daddy, it's my birthday!" she shouted excitedly.

"Yes, honey and tomorrow you get to start kindergarten. Two exciting days in a row." said her Dad.

"Oh, Daddy! Don't ruin my birthday." she said angrily. She gave him an unhappy look. Then, she smiled again. "It's still my birthday!" she said extremely excited.

Her mother picked Rayna up and put her on her lap. Her Dad went to get her present. "Happy Birthday!" they said together as her Dad handed her wrapped gift.  She opened her gift excitedly. It was a bunch of books. She picked one up and stared at it. It was called Pat and Cat. She threw it on the floor. Then, she ran away crying. She went into her room and slammed the door.

Her parents went over. "Sweetie, please open the door." they begged knocking.

"Fine." she said through her tears. "The door is open."  They took her in their arms and hugged her. "Some day, you'll like reading and you'll appreciate your present." they said. She didn't think that would happen but she didn't say anything because she didn't want the rest of her birthday spoiled.

The rest of the day went by quickly. They ate pizza and had a big chocolate ice cream cake. Soon, it was Rayna's bedtime. Her parents both tucked and her in and kissed her goodnight. "Goodnight, sweetie. We love you." they said.

The next morning, Rayna's Mom woke her up. "It's time for school." she said.

Rayna was actually excited to go to school. She just didn't want to learn to read. "Can't you write me a note so I don't have to learn to read?" she begged.

"No, honey. I can't do that. Your going to have to learn to read." replied her mother.

"Okay, fine." Rayna said unhappily.

She went downstairs and had a quick breakfast and got ready for school. Her Mom drove her to school. They got out of the car and went to the door. Her mother took a quick picture of Rayna on her first day of school and gave her a quick kiss goodbye.

Rayna couldn't find her classroom at first. Then, she found a nice lady who helped her find it. Her classroom was labeled room Q.  Her teacher was Miss Brown

Miss Brown said "Welcome to Room Q. Today we are going to start learning to read." She took out some books and handed one to each student. The book was Pat and Cat. Rayna's mouth opened wide. Miss Brown read the book to the class as all the children followed along. It was a pretty easy book and there weren't too many words on the page. By the end of the day, each child had a chance to read a little bit of the book, and they each got one to take home to practice.

"I don't need one. I have it at home." said Rayna proudly. She couldn't wait to go home and read it to her Mom and Dad.

When Rayna's Mom picked her up from school and took her home, she ran to her room and got the book. She went to find her Mom and Dad. "Can I read this to you?" she asked.

Her Mom and Dad were both shocked. "Of course." they said with surprise. Rayna read the book. She did great. She got every single word right with only a little sounding out.

From that day on, Rayna loved reading. Every second of free time she had, she would read. It was hard to believe that Rayna had ever hated reading.

Friday, September 5, 2014

Arianna Awesome

             Today's Story is by Melia

                Arianna Anders thought she was the most amazing person ever. She would brag about everything. Her clothes, her grades, her accomplishments, etc. One day she came home from camp and declared, "Mom, my name is no longer Arianna Anders. From now on, call me Arianna Awesome."

                The next morning she woke up and decided she wanted to watch "Girl Meets World," but when she reached the living room her little sister, Shauna, was already watching, "Sesame Street." Arianna marched over and glared at Shauna, with her hands on her hips. "Give me the remote, Shauna. I want to watch my favorite show."

               Shauna looked up at her big sister and replied, "Ree, I'm watching my favorite show. You can watch when my episode ends."

               Arianna grabbed the remote out of Shauna's hand and yelled, "Well, you know what? I'm Arianna Awesome, and awesome people get what they want!"

                Shauna ran off crying. Later that day, Arianna heard her brother and sister, Michael and Sam who were twins, arguing in Sam's room. Arianna wandered in and asked, "What's the matter?"

               Her sister explained that there was only one cookie left and they didn't know who should get it. "I have a solution." Arianna grabbed the cookie and ran off.

               The twins ran after her. "Arianna, you can't just go stealing people's things." Michael complained.

              "I'm Arianna Awesome, and I can do whatever I want." was her retort.

                Sam rolled her eyes and said, "You are the most conceited person I have ever met." Michael nodded in agreement and the twins left.

              This went on for a couple more weeks until the first day of school. Arianna entered her new classroom for fifth grade. "Sophie!" Arianna screamed excitedly running towards her best friend.

                "Arianna, there's something I need to tell you. You've been a really bad friend to me, you're always bragging about yourself and saying you should get your way because you're awesome. So, until you can prove you've changed, I don't think we should be friends anymore." Sophie explained and she walked away.

                Arianna didn't want to lose her best friend, so she decided to try to become a better person. Saturday morning, she let Shauna watch "Sesame Street." She split her last cookie in half and gave 1 to Sam and one to Michael. The next Monday, Arianna approached her best friend and said, "Soph, I am so so sorry. I was a terrible friend, and sister, and everything. I can't promise I 'll never be a little conceited again, but I can promise to try.  I think for now, I'll just go back to being Arianna Anders."

Monday, August 25, 2014

The Great Teddy Bear Hunt

Kari Edmond sadly stood staring in her toy box. She looked once. She looked twice. She looked again, but she could not find what she was looking for. She threw all of the toys out of the box and continued looking, but still she could not find what she was looking for.

Mommy enter the room and eyed the huge mess. "What on earth are you doing?" she asked Kari.

"I'm looking for my teddy bears." explained Kari unhappily.  Kari had four teddy bears. Blueberry was a blue bear. Cherry was a red bear.  Blackberry was a black bear. Lemony was a yellow bear. They were her favorite toys.

"Where did you last see them? asked Mommy.

"I'm sure they were in my toy box." insisted Kari on the verge of tears.

"Don't worry we'll find them." Mommy assured her.

She and Mommy looked through Kari's whole room. Still, there was no sign of any of the bears.  They started looking through the rest of the house. They didn't find any sign of the teddy bears but they did find Kathy and Karl, Kari's older sister and brother. Karl was sitting at the kitchen table lingering over his homework. Kathy was in the living room watching TV. "Did either of you see Kari's teddy bears?" asked Mom. Karl shook his head. Kathy didn't even look up from the TV. "Well, why don't you two help her look while I start making dinner." suggested Mom.

"Sure." said Karl quickly slamming his textbook. He was up for anything that would keep him away from his homework.

Kathy still didn't even take her eyes off the television set. Mom went into the other room and turned off the TV. "I said  help your sister find her teddy bears." said Mom. Kathy scowled at her mother unhappily, but she got up to help her sister as she was told.

They looked all over the house, for over half an hour but there was no sign of any of the teddy bears. Kari collapsed on the living room couch on the verge of tears. Just then, the garage door opened and in walked Dad who had just come home from work. "What's the matter, pumpkin?" he asked when he saw Kari's sad face.

"She can't find her teddy bears." explained Karl. All Kari could do was nod miserably in agreement.  She was too sad to say anything.

"I thought I saw Bijou with something red in the backyard." said Daddy.

"Bijou!" exclaimed  Kari angrily. Bijou was their big white puppy. She was very fond of socks and she was always trying to bite Kari's stuffed animals. Kari ran out to the backyard followed by Daddy, Kathy and Karl.

They looked but at first they didn't see anything. Then, Daddy spied a flash of red under the swingset. He went over and reached down and picked up a red teddy bear. "Cherry!" exclaimed Kari reaching for the bear.

"What's this?" said Kathy as she saw something blue under the tree and scooped it up in her arms. It was a blue bear. "Blueberry!" exclaimed  Kari happily as Kathy handed it to her.

Daddy found a yellow bear on the lawn in front of Bijou's dog house.  He had barely picked it up when Kari grabbed it out of his arms. "Lemony!" she called excitedly.

They looked all over the yard but still they could not find the fourth bear. "Well at least you found three of them." said Dad trying unsuccessfully to cheer up Kari up.

Kari just gave him a look, and it was not a happy look. "You wouldn't say well at least I have two of my children, would you Dad?" she asked.

Karl couldn't help chuckling until Dad gave him a not very happy look, and he shut up.

Just then, Mom came out of the house. "Look what I found." she said. In her arms, she held Bijou hanging out of Bijou's mouth was a black bear.

"Bad, bad Bijou!" said Kari reaching for the bear. At first, the dog didn't want to give it up, but Daddy managed to pry it out of her mouth.

"Come on, Bijou." said Mommy taking the dog into the house. "We'll find you one of your own toys."

Kari hugged her teddy bears to her and went in the house too. Daddy, Kathy and Karl followed. They all went back to their respective activities while Kari went to put her bears away. When she came back, she sat down on the couch. Bijou climbed up next to her. "I hate you, Bijou, you bad bad dog!" said Kari. Bijou leaned over and licked Kari across the face. It tickled, and Kari couldn't help laughing. "Okay." she admitted. "I don't hate you but I am mad at you." Bijou licked her again. Kari sighed "Okay." she said. "I love you, but I am still mad at you!"

Friday, August 22, 2014

Alana is Awesome!

Alana Burgess had an older sister, Annie. Annie didn't like Alana going into her room. She didn't like Alana touching her things. Alana loved going in her sister's room, however. She loved looking at Annie's stuff. She went into Annie's room. She found Annie's phone on the floor near the bed. It must have dropped out of Annie's pocketbook. Annie never went anywhere without her phone.

Alana sat on the floor playing with the phone. She knew Annie would be mad if she found Alana with her phone, but Alana didn't care. She started playing with the ringtones. She recorded herself saying "Alana is awesome!" and then she set it as the phone's ringtone. She listened to it a few times and smiled. She wished Annie really always had to hear that whenever her phone rang.

Suddenly, Alana heard footsteps. She peaked out of the room and saw Annie on the stairs. There was no time to change the ringtone back. She quickly dropped the phone and hurried out of the room.


Just as Annie came into her room, she heard Alana's voice calling out "Alana is awesome! Alana is awesome!" and it just kept repeating. "Alana is awesome!"

"Ha Ha, very funny, Alana." called Annie, but she didn't really sound like she thought it was funny at all. She looked all over the room trying to find out where the voice was coming from. Finally, she realized it was coming from her phone, and then she got really angry.

As soon as she got off the phone, she rushed  into Alana's room. "How dare you touch my things!" she yelled angrily at Alana. "You know you're not supposed to go in my room." She shouted a bunch of other things too. "You change my ringtone back!" she said finally.

"Change it yourself." declared Alana.

Annie glared even angrier at her sister. Unlike most kids her age, Annie was not very good with phones. She knew how to talk on them. That's about it.

Alana shook her head. Right about now, she hated her sister, and she didn't want to do anything for her.

"Mom will make you!" said Annie. She went off down the hall to find Mom and tell her what had happened.

A few minutes later, Annie came back with Mom. "Please change the ringtone." said Mom. She said it very calmly, but Alana could tell from her expression that Mom was very serious.

"Okay." said Alana. She took the phone and left the room. Then, she came back and handed it to her sister.
Just as Annie took the phone back, it started ringing again. It didn't say "Alana is awesome" anymore. Now it said "Annie is awful!" "Annie is awful! Annie is awful !" it repeated over and over again.

"Alana!" yelled Mom and Annie at the same time.

"Well you didn't say I had to put it back to what it was." said Alana.

Friday, August 15, 2014

Pretty Pretty Priscilla

Priscilla Chadwick was a beautiful  baby. Everybody thought so. She had the bluest blue eyes and the blondest blonde hair. Even all the doctors oohed and aahed over how cute she was. As she got older. She only got cuter and she knew it. She couldn't help but know it. Everybody was always telling her how beautiful she was. 

All her life, everybody wanted to do things for Priscilla and be her friend because she was so pretty. It was as if they thought being pretty could rub off on them just because they hung around someone who was pretty. It got so that Priscilla didn't even think she needed to be nice to people. She just expected them to want to hang around her and do things for her, and they did.

 Whenever, there was a choice to make Priscilla always got to choose first. She always picked what game would be played and for how long. That was just the way it was and nobody questioned it.

 Then, a new girl moved to town. She was put in the same class as Priscilla. Her name was Jane Miller.  Jane wasn't exactly ugly. She was just kind of plain. She certainly was nowhere near as pretty as Priscilla. After Jane moved to town, Priscilla just figured life would go on as usual. For a while, it did. Jane went along with whatever Priscilla said just like everybody else.

One day at recess, Priscilla said "Let's play tag."

Jane said. "No, thank you. I don't think I want to play tag today."

Priscilla's mouth opened in shock. Nobody ever said no to her. She was the pretty one.  "Well, we're playing tag." insisted Priscilla. The other kids went along with Priscilla because they were used to it. Jane went to play on the swings.

When one of the other kids asked if they could go on the swings too, Priscilla said "No. We're playing  tag!"

At first, the other kids all continued played with Priscilla like always. Then, a few of of them wandered off  by Jane. "Hello." Jane warmly greeted the other kids who approached her. "Do you want to play with me? We could go on the swings some more or we could go on the slide or whatever. What would you like to do?"

For a moment,  the other kids didn't speak. The were so used to being told what to do by Priscilla. They hardly remembered how to think for themselves . Finally, somebody said. "Let's go slide." So they did.

After a while, somebody else said. "Let's go back on the swings so they did." After that they actually took turns making suggestions of what to do.

Finally, Priscilla asked Jane and the kids who were playing with her, "Don't you want to play with us?" None of them did.  Priscilla stomped off. Some of the kids that she'd been playing with followed her. Some of them stayed to play with Jane and those other kids.

The next day at recess even more of the kids wanted to play with Jane. By the end of the week, Priscillla was playing all by herself, and she was not happy about it. She was used to being the center of attention. She was not used to being alone. She did not like it.

Priscilla sat alone for a while. After a while, she went up to another kid and asked. "Why doesn't anybody want to play with me anymore." The other kid shrugged and ran off. Priscilla asked another one of the kids, but that kid didn't want to tell her either.

Finally, one of the kids said. "You may be pretty Priscilla, but Jane is nice. "

Priscilla couldn't believe it. Nice was better than pretty? She didn't think anything was better than pretty. She didn't know if she knew how to be nice she only knew how to be pretty.

The other kids looked like they were having a good time with Jane. They were all smiling and laughing and happy. They were smiling and laughing and seemed a lot happier than they did when they played with Priscilla.

Jane came over to Priscilla. "You know you can play with us too." she invited Priscilla.

"I didn't think you wanted to play with me anymore." answered Priscilla.

"I never said I don't want to play with you." said Jane. "Just don't be so bossy You  can't always be in charge just because you are pretty."

Priscilla thought about it. She didn't really like playing alone, and she was tired of it. "Okay." she agreed. She went off to play with Jane and the other kids. They were playing on the swings.

After a while, Priscilla got tired of the swings. "Let's go play tag now." she said insistently. She jumped off the swings and got ready to go play tag but nobody followed her.She stood there for a minute not knowing what to do. Being nice and not just being pretty was going to take some getting used to. However, she didn't want to go back to playing alone.  "I mean, would anybody like to play tag with me?" she asked nicely. Some of the kids did and some of the kids didn't. Those that wanted to play tag went with Priscilla and those that didn't stayed on the swings and that was okay.

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

When Will Winnie Wake Up?

Zia Dunlop always woke up early. Her sister, Winnie always woke up late. Zia woke up and watched TV and played with her toys and just generally amused herself at least for a while. Then, she got bored and waited for her sister to wake up. "Mommy," she asked, "When is Winnie going to wake up?"

"I don't know, babe." replied Mom.

Zia frowned. "I want Winnie to play with me. Will you play with me?" she asked hopefully.

Mommy shook her head. "I have laundry to do. Would you like to help?"

Zia turned up her nose and shook her head.  "That's boring." she said. She said down in front of Winnie's door to wait as Mommy went down the stairs.

Zia sat outside the door for a few minutes. Then, she began gently kicking the door. When there was no reaction from Winnie's room, she began  kicking the door a little harder. When she still got no reaction. She began banging the door with her fist.

"Cut it out!" screamed a voice from inside the room.

"Winnie!" Zia screamed excitedly bounding into the room.

Winnie was still in bed with her eyes closed. She opened one eye as Zia entered the room. "Get out!" she said insistently. Then, she turned over and went back to sleep.

Zia sighed and left the room.  She sat back down and continued to wait for Winnie to wake up.  Zia decided to see how high she could count before Winnie woke up. She had only gotten to 100 before she got bored.  Then, she started wandering up and down the hall.

"What are you doing?" asked Mommy as she came up the stairs.

"I'm waiting for Winnie to get up, but she sleeps forever." whined Zia.

Mommy smiled and went back to the laundry. Zia quietly opened Winnie's door and tiptoed over to the bed. She leaned over hoping that any minute Winnie would wake up. Winnie didn't move at all. "Winnie!" she whispered. Winnie still didn't move. "Winnie!" she yelled a little louder.  Winnie still didn't move. "Winnie!" she shouted. Winnie sat up and opened her eyes and looked around when she saw Zia she glared at her. "Get out, Zia." she shouted angrily. Then, she lay down and went back to sleep.

Zia frowned unhappily and headed for the door, When she reached it, she turned around and said "You're the most boring sister in the entire world!"

For a few minutes,  Zia was so mad at Winnie she never wanted to play with her again. Then, she got bored again and went back to waiting for Winnie to get up.

 Finally, it was lunch time and Winnie still wasn't up.

"Winnie! Zia! Lunch!" called Mom from the kitchen.

Zia suddenly realizing she was starving hurried down to the kitchen. "Where's Winnie?" asked Mommy.

"She's still sleeping." replied Zia.

"It's time for her to get up. Go and wake her up."

Zia smiled and happily ran back up the stairs. She ran into Winnie's room. She went over to the bed and started shaking her. "Winnie! Winnie!" she said loudly. "Mommy said it's time to get up. It's already lunch time."

Winnie groaned and sat up. "Tell her I'll be there in a minute." she sighed. "I gotta get dressed."

"Okay." replied Zia. "And after lunch we can play." she added excitedly.

"After lunch I have a report to work on for school."

Zia's head hung down sadly.  She was filled with disappointment. All that waiting for nothing.

Winnie saw how disappointed her sister was. "Well, maybe we can play a little bit later." she said.

Zia instantly perked up. "I love you, Winnie!" she said excitedly. "Even if you do sleep too much." she added.

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

What Good Is a Brother?

Kimberly Dyer was about to be a big sister any day now. "Aren't you lucky?" said Grandma. "You're going to have a baby brother or sister." Grandma was staying with them in case Mommy and Daddy had to go to the hospital in the middle of the night.

"It's a girl!" said Kimberly confidently.

"Or it could be a boy." replied Grandma.

"It's a girl!" repeated Kimberly insistently.

A brother! The very notion of it horrified Kimberly. What good is a brother? He wouldn't want to play dolls with her or have tea parties, and they couldn't share clothes and make up when they got older. Boys liked sports and the played rough or at least the ones in Kimberly's class did. Kimberly hated sports, and she certainly didn't want anyone who behaved like the boys in her class living in her house. No, she was definitely going to have a sister she knew it or at least she hoped so.

The next day, Kimberly was sitting on her Mom's lap on the couch. At least, she was sitting as close to her Mom's lap as she could since Mom had gotten so big with the baby. "Mommy?" she said.

"Yes, baby?" replied Mommy sweetly.

"When is my sister going to be born?"

"Well, the baby is going to be born soon." replied Mommy.

"You mean my sister." insisted Kimberly. "It's going be a sister. I know it." she added in a softer voice.

"Oh, you do, do you?" said Mommy but she said it with a smile. She kissed Kimberly on the cheek.

A few days later, Kimberly woke up to the smell of pancakes. Mommy made the best pancakes in the whole world. Kimberly excitedly hurried to the kitchen to eat breakfast. When she was about to enter the room, she noticed it was Grandma standing at the griddle making pancakes, it wasn't Mommy at all. "Good morning." Grandma greeted Kimberly warmly. "Did you have a nice sleep?" she asked.

Kimberly didn't answer. She was to busy looking for Mommy. She even got down on the floor and looked under the table.

"Did you lose something?" asked Grandma when she saw Kimberly crawling around under the table.

"Where's Mommy?" asked Kimberly accusingly as though Grandma had done something with her mother.

"She went to the hospital to to have the baby." explained Grandma.

"My sister!" exclaimed Kimberly excitedly.

"Or brother." added Grandma.

Kimberly shot Grandma an evil look. Then, she started dancing around the kitchen and shouting "I have a sister! I have a sister! I have a sister!"

"Kimberly!" exclaimed Grandma. "We probably won't know if it is a brother or sister for several hours yet. Sit down and eat your breakfast. You have school today." Kimberly frowned and slid into her chair. How could she eat at a time like this? Kimberly couldn't wait to hear about her new sister. Food was the last thing on her mind.

Kimberly could barely get through the school day even though she was only in kindergarten, and she only had a half day. As soon as the school bus dropped her off at the bus stop, she eagerly ran over to where Grandma stood waiting for her. "Is my sister born, yet?" she asked eagerly. "When is she coming home?"

"Yes, your sister is born." replied Grandma. "Only she's a brother."

A brother! Kimberly's eyes and mouth opened wide with shock and disappointment.  What in the world was she going to do with a brother?  She wanted a sister! It was supposed to be a sister!

"Do you want to go see your new baby brother?" asked Grandma.

Kimberly shrugged. "I guess so." she said. She didn't really care but it would be nice to see Mommy and Daddy. Even though, they had only been gone since yesterday she missed them.

The whole drive to the hospital Kimberly just kept thinking 'A brother. What am I going to do with a brother?' and shaking her head.

When they got to the hospital, they went up to Mom's room. Mom was sitting on the bed with a tiny bundle wrapped in a blanket in her arms. She smiled when she saw Kimberly. "Hi sweetie." she said. "Why don't you come on over here and meet your new baby brother?"

Kimberly stood in the doorway and didn't move. Grandma gave her a little push. She reluctantly walked over to the bed.  Daddy lifted her up so she could see Mommy better. "Benjamin." said Mommy to the bundle in her arms."Meet your big sister., Kimberly. " She turned the baby toward Kimberly. "Meet your baby brother Benjamin." she said to Kimberly.

Kimberly looked at her baby brother. She couldn't help noticing that he was actually kind of cute with his bright blue eyes and big ears. 'Okay' she thought. 'Maybe, it won't be so bad to have a baby brother.' Out loud to the baby she said. "Hi Benjamin. I'm your big sister."

Sunday, August 10, 2014

Sasha Doesn't Study

Sasha Early's mom greeted her with a kiss on the cheek as she entered the door when she came home from school. "How was your day?" she asked.

"It was alright." replied Sasha. She quickly tossed her book bag on the floor next to the door. Mom glared at her, and she quickly picked it up and put it on the hook where it belonged.

"Do you have any homework?" asked Mom.

"I have a test tomorrow." replied Sasha. She grabbed a bag of chips out of the cupboard and a bottle of water out of the refrigerator. She went in the living room and flopped down in front of the TV.

"Make sure, you study." said Mom.

Sasha didn't even look up from the TV. After, she finished eating she continued watching for another hour. Just as she turned off the TV, Mom came down the steps with a load of laundry. "Did you study yet?" she asked Sasha. Sasha shook her head no. "What are you waiting for?" asked Mom.

"I'll study later." Sasha promised. "Can I please just go outside for a little bit before it gets dark? Please mommy?" she begged.

"Okay agreed." her mother reluctantly. "No more than a half hour."

"I love you, mommy!" exclaimed Sasha gleefully hugging her Mom as she hurried out the door.

An hour later, she still wasn't back. "Sasha!" called Mom angrily out the door. "It's time to come in. You were only supposed to be out for a half hour." Sasha slowly and reluctantly came back in the house.She immediately went into the living room and flopped down on the couch.

"It's time to study." said Mom firmly.

"I'm too hot and tired from being outside. I need to rest a little bit." complained Sasha.

"Sasha!" said Mom angrily.

"Mom!" whined Sasha. She didn't get off the couch.

They argued back and forth for a while. Then, Mom finally went in the kitchen to make dinner. By the time dinner was ready, Sasha still hadn't studied. "I'll study after dinner." she promised. Mom gave her a doubtful look. "I mean it." said Sasha. "I promise." Mom just kept frowning. She had heard that before.

After dinner, Sasha started playing her DS. "I thought you were going to study after dinner." said Mom with intense disappointment in Sasha.

"I will." promised Sasha yet again."I just have to get through this level." She continued playing her game.

An hour later, Sasha was still playing. "It's time to take a bath." said Mom. "Did you finish your studying?"

"Not yet." admitted Sasha. "But I.."

"I don't want to hear it, Sasha." said Mom frowning deeply. "It's time for your bath." Sasha took a bath and got ready for bed. Then, she had just enough time to study before she went to bed, but then she saw the new book she wanted to start reading sitting on her night table. She decided to read one chapter before she started studying. She started reading.

A half hour later, Mom came in, and Sasha was still reading. "Sasha, bedtime." she said.

"But, mom." panicked Sasha. "I haven't studied."

Mom just shook her head sadly. "Whose fault is that?" she asked. "Now it's bedtime." insisted Mom.

"I'll get up early and study." promised Sasha.

However, the next morning, Sasha barely wanted to get out of bed when it was time to get out of bed. "Sasha!" exclaimed her mother. "You're going to be late!"

Sasha finally got out of bed and quickly got read for school. "Do I have to go?" she asked worriedly before she stepped out the door. "I didn't have a chance to study, and I am afraid I'll fail my test."

"You didn't have chance to study?" replied her mother raising her eyebrows at Sasha.

Sasha blushed. She knew she'd had plenty of time. She just didn't do it. She hoped the test wasn't that hard. Maybe she could still pass it.

After school, Mom asked Sasha. "How was your test?"

Sasha frowned. "Really hard." she said unhappily."I didn't know anything. I think I failed it. I've learned my lesson.  I am not ever going to go without studying again." she promised.

Mom wasn't so sure that was true. She had heard that promise before. She hoped this time Sasha really meant it.

Wednesday, August 6, 2014

It's Not An Elephant

Penny Chesterfield loved elephants. Her favorite movie was Dumbo. Her favorite books were the Babar books. Her room was filled with stuffed elephants of every size, shape and color. The only thing she didn't have was a real elephant. Even though, she kept begging for one.

One day, when Daddy came home from work. Mommy and Daddy sat Penny and her brother, Jeffrey down to talk them. "We have a surprise for you two." they said. "On Saturday we are going to take you to the zoo."

"What kind of animals do they have at the zoo?" asked Penny excitedly.

"They have lots of animals." said her father.

"Like what?" asked Penny excitedly hoping.

"Like lions." said  Daddy.

"And?" asked Penny eagerly leaning forward on her elbows..

"Giraffes." added Mommy.

"And?" asked Penny again  even more eagerly. By now, she was practically bouncing out of her seat with excitement and anticipation.

"Monkeys." added Jeffrey as Mommy and Daddy  nodded in agreement.

"What about ---"

"Yes, they have elephants." said Mommy as Penny began jumping up and down excitedly. She could hardly wait for it to be time to go to the zoo, but they weren't going for another few days.

Finally the day came. Penny was up bright and early ready and eagerly waiting to go even before Mommy and Daddy woke up. "Come on, come on. Let's get going." she said when they woke up and had barely opened their eyes. When everyone was finally ready, they got in the car. The ride seemed to take forever to Penny. When they got to the zoo, Penny eagerly hurried out of the car.

Once they were in the Zoo, the first thing they came to was the wild animals. "Look at the beautiful lioness." said  Daddy.

"It's not an elephant." said Penny in disappointment.

"That lion cub is adorable." said Mommy.

"It's not an elephant." sighed  Penny.

"Wow! That one's really big!" exclaimed Jeffrey.

"Still not a elephant." pointed out Penny. She had no interest in lions.

Next, they saw the giraffes.

"Have you ever seen anything  so tall?" asked Mommy pointing to one of the giraffes.

"It's not an elephant." said Penny turning away from the giraffes.

"I'd like to be that tall." said Jeffrey.

"Not an elephant." replied Penny crossing her arms in front of her and frowning.

"Watch them eat leaves off the top of the trees." Daddy said to Penny.

Penny shook her head. "Still not an elephant." she said boredly.

Their next stop was the monkey house.

"Look at that one." said Jeffrey pointing to a monkey hanging from a tree.

"It's not an elephant." replied Penny disappointed once more.

"That one's watching us." said Daddy pointing to a monkey that seemed to be staring out at the crowd.

"Not an elephant." said Penny again.

"That little one is cute." Mommy said.

"Still not an elephant." said Penny totally bored with the monkeys.

By now, Penny was totally losing interest in the zoo. She didn't even want to look at the animals in the next exhibit. It would probably just be something equally as boring as lions, giraffes and monkeys. "Come on just take a look." Jeffrey urged her. Mommy and Daddy nodded in agreement.  Penny didn't want to but she decided to take a peek just to get them all off her back. She turned around really quickly and then her mouth flew open and her eyes opened wide with excitement as she saw a pack of big gray elephants and one cute little baby elephant. "Finally!" she said excitedly. "Elephants!"

Tuesday, August 5, 2014

She did it!

The sun was shining brightly in the sky in the early morning when Estee Pringle and her twin sister, Tallulah woke up. Daddy was at work. Mommy was still sleeping. The girls took some books off their book shelves and began flipping through them. After a while, they got bored with that and went to find something else to do. They didn't bother cleaning up the books. They just left them all over the floor.

"I'm hungry." complained Tallulah

"Me too." agreed Estee. They wandered downstairs and into the kitchen. They took some PopTarts out of the cupboard and some juice boxes out of the refrigerator. When they finished eating they didn't bother wiping the table or throwing out their garbage. They just went into the living room.

In the living room, they took all the pillows off the couch and had a pillow fight. When, the got bored of that, they watched TV. When they finished watching, they didn't bother cleaning up or turning off the TV. They just went to find something else to do.

They just continued wandering throughout the house leaving messes wherever they went  until they finally ran out of ideas of what to do so they went upstairs to see if Mommy was up. She wasn't. They brought some toys into Mommy's room and played on the floor quietly until they got bored again. Then,  They climbed up into bed beside Mommy and turned on the TV. The loud noise woke Mommy up. She  sat up and opened her eyes. "Who turned on the TV? " she asked sleepily but she wasn't really angry.

"She did it!" replied Estee and Tallulah pointing accusingly at each other.

Mommy stretched and got out of bed. She stepped right into the middle of the Lego village Estee and Tallulah had been building on the floor beside the bed. "Ouch!" she exclaimed angrily along with a few other choice words as she felt the pinch of Legos beneath her feet. "Who left the Legos all over the floor?" she asked and this time she was angry.

"She did it!" replied Estee and Tallulah pointing to each other again.

Mommy just frowned. She ushered the two girls into the bathroom to brush their teeth. After she had put toothpaste on their brushes, she went into her own bathroom to brush her own teeth. When she came back, there was toothpaste all over the sink and counter. "Who got toothpaste all over?" she asked.

"She did it!" replied Estee and Talullah.

Mommy just frowned again and shook her head. She wiped the counter and the sink and then went into Estee and Tallulah's room to get out clothes for them to wear. The minute she stepped into the room, she couldn't help noticing all the books all over the floor.  "Who took all these books out?" she asked upon seeing the mess.

"She did it!" replied Estee and Tallulah pointing to each other yet again.

Mommy made the girls clean up the books. She picked out clothes for them, and they got dressed. Then, she got dressed too. Once they were all dressed, Mommy asked "Are you hungry?" Both girls nodded. It felt like hours since they had eaten their PopTarts. They followed Mommy downstairs into the kitchen. Mommy eyes opened wide with shock and horror when she saw the huge mess of PopTarts and juice all over the table, counters, and floor. "Who made this mess?" she asked.


"She did it!" replied Estee and Tallulah pointing.

Mommy made the girls help clean up the kitchen. Then, she made some scrambled eggs and toast. After they finished eating the delicious food, Estee and Tallulah helped clean up again. They cleared the table as Mommy washed the dishes.  As they were clearing the table, they kept dropping silverware and didn't bother picking it up. When Mommy  thought she was finished rinsing off all the dishes and loading them into the dishwasher, she wiped her hands on a towel and turned away from the sink. She saw all the silverware on the floor and sighed unhappily.  "Who dropped all of that and didn't pick it up?" she asked.

"She did it!" replied Estee and Tallulah pointing at each other once more.

After all, the dishes were really cleaned, Mommy lead  the girls into the living room. The first thing that Mommy noticed as they entered the room was the sound of the TV. "Who left the TV on?" she asked.

"She did it!" replied Estee and Tallulah.

Mom turned off the TV. Then, she noticed the couch pillows all over the floor. "Who took the pillows off the couch and didn't put them back?" asked Mommy.

"She did it!" replied Estee and Tallulah pointing again.

Mommy made the girls help her put the pillows back and straighten up the living room. Just as they were finishing up, Mommy saw something shiny under the table. She reached her hand under and pulled out a quarter. Then, she reached back under the table and found a dime and a nickel. After she had reached under the table a few more times, there was nothing left under the table, but there was a whole pile of money on the table. "Who left all this money under the table?" asked Mommy.

"I did it!" exclaimed Estee and Tallulah at the same time as they both reached for the pile of money.

Sunday, August 3, 2014

Brynn the Big Talker

"Six Flags!" exclaimed Brynn Thatcher excitedly. "We're going to Six Flags! I can't wait! I want to go on everything especially all the roller coasters!" She started jumping up and down excitedly.

Her younger sister, Mallory bit her lip and shook her head. "I don't think I like roller coasters." she said quietly.

"That's because your a scaredy cat." replied Brynn.

Mallory gave her sister an angry look.

"Brynn." replied Mommy also giving Brynn an angry look.

"I'm sorry your a scaredy cat, Mallory." said Brynn.

"Brynn!" exclaimed Mommy even angrier. Brynn knew enough to let it go this time.

To Mallory, Mommy said. "Don't worry. You'll have fun too. There are lots of rides at Six Flags. You'll find rides you like too. There is a Ferris Wheel and a carousel and a lot of other rides."

Now, it was Mallory's turn to be excited. "I can't wait to go on the Ferris Wheel!" she exclaimed.

"The Ferris Wheel?" exclaimed Brynn with a laugh. "The Ferris Wheel?'' she repeated. "You're looking forward to going on the Ferris Wheel? Oh, Mallory, your such a baby."

Mallory glared at her sister again.

"Brynn, that is quite enough!" exclaimed Mommy by now at the end of her patience. "That is enough talk about Six Flags for now." she added in a much calmer voice. "It is time to get ready for dinner."

They would not be going to Six Flags for a week. The time could not possibly pass slower for Brynn and Mallory. Every day, seemed like a week.

Finally, the day they were going to the amusement park arrived. Brynn talked excitedly about all the roller coasters she was going to go on throughout the ride to the park. Mommy, Daddy, and Mallory could barely get a word in.

When they got to the park and got their tickets, they started walking around. When they came to the first roller coaster. They stopped. "Oh, that one looks a little big." said Brynn.

"Are you sure?" asked Daddy. "I'll go on with you." Brynn shook her head no. Daddy shrugged. They moved on.

Every roller coaster, they came to after that, Daddy asked if Brynn wanted to go on. Brynn shook her head no. It was too steep or too twisty or had too many loops but there was always some reason why Brynn didn't want to go on.

Finally, they came to this tiny little roller coaster in the Kiddie section. Brynn was about to come up with some excuse why she didn't want to go on when Mallory said. "What a cute little baby roller coaster! I want to go on."

"Me too!" said Brynn weakly. She wasn't really sure she wanted too, but she couldn't very well say no if even Mallory was going to go on.

Brynn and Mallory got on line to get on the ride. When it was their turn to get on the ride, they strapped in. The ride started up. Brynn held tightly to the metal safety bar and closed her eyes.

Mallory was much more relaxed. "Whee!" she exclaimed each time they went around a curve. "This is fun! Don't you think so, Brynn?"

Brynn didn't answer. She was too busy praying that the ride would stop soon, and it will be over.

Finally, the ride was over, and it was time to get off. Mallory quickly jumped out of her seat as soon as they stopped and the safety bar was released. Brynn followed slowly behind on shaky legs.

"That was great!" exclaimed Mallory. "Can we go again? Don't you want to go again, Brynn?"

Brynn shook her head no.

Mallory smiled. "You can't possibly be afraid of that little tiny roller coaster, can you?" she said. "Now, who is the baby?"

"Oh, shut up!" replied Brynn.

Tuesday, July 29, 2014

The Kitten

It was a stormy summer day. Aurora Nichols thought she heard a noise outside the window. "It's probably just the wind and the rain." her mother assured her.

Aurora shook her head. She was positive it wasn't that. "It sounds like crying." she insisted. She went to the window and looked out. "Oh, look, Mommy!" she cried. "There's a little kitten out there and she's cold and she's shivering!" Aurora flung open the front door and ran out without even putting a raincoat on.

"Aurora!" exclaimed her mother.

"Look, Mommy!" said Aurora when she came back in the house with the dripping wet kitten in her arms. "She's cold." The tiny gray thing was shivering. Aurora was dripping wet and shivering too.

"You need to get out of those wet clothes." demanded Mommy.

"Okay." agreed Aurora, "if you take care of Grayla."

"Grayla?"

"That's what am I calling her." replied Aurora.  Mommy frowned. "What's the matter?" asked  Aurora. "You don't like the name Grayla?"

"It's not that. The name is fine."
 
"You're not going to put her out in the rain again? Are you, mommy?" Aurora asked worriedly. Her big blue eyes opened wide with horror at the thought.

"No. Of course not. It's just I don't think you should get too attached to her. She may belong to somebody." explained her mother.

"Well, anybody that lets a poor little kitten like this out in the poring rain doesn't deserve to have her." declared Aurora. Before her mother could say another word, she hurried upstairs and grabbed a fluffy dry towel from the linen closet and wrapped up the little grey kitten in it and began drying her off.

"Aurora!" said her mother.

"Oh alright." said Aurora. She handed the towel and the kitten to her mother and went off to change out of her wet clothes. In less than five minutes, she was back.

"Why Aurora!" exclaimed her mother. "I don't think you've ever gotten dressed so quickly before in your life."

Aurora ignored that remark. She just scooped back up the little grey kitten in her arms and kissed her.

"So much for not get attached." said her mother, but of course, Aurora wasn't listening. Of course, she did get attached to the little kitten. She was with them for almost a week. Aurora fed her and  brushed her and petted her and took care of her. Aurora grew to love the little kitten she called Grayla with all her heart.

Grayla loved Aurora right back. Every time, Aurora went away, she eagerly waited for Aurora to come back. As soon as Aurora walked in the door, she brushed up against Aurora's legs until Aurora picked her up. When Aurora sat down, she curled up in Aurora's lap and purred happily as Aurora pet her.

In the meantime while Aurora and Grayla were getting so attached to each other, Mommy and Daddy placed an ad in the paper looking for the kitten's owner. They promised Aurora if nobody claimed Grayla, Aurora could keep her. "But don't get to attached to her." they warned. Of course, Aurora didn't listen.

At the end of the week, Aurora came home from school to find a strange woman talking to Mommy. "Aurora." explained Mommy. "This is Grayla's owner. She saw the ad in the paper and came to get Grayla. Her real name is Mabel."

Aurora hardly heard a word Mommy said. In fact, she completely blocked out the name of Grayla's owner when Mommy said it. To her, the kitten was Grayla and was always going to be Grayla and not Mabel. Mabel was too big of name for the tiny kitten. Aurora swallowed hard and stared at the ground to keep from crying. When she looked up, she realized Mommy was talking to her.

"Go and get, Grayla for Mrs. Crumm." Mommy urged.

Aurora did as she was told although she wasn't happy about it. She found Grayla under the bed and scooped the kitten up in her arms. "I'm going to miss you." she whispered into the kitten's fur. Grayla unaware of what was going on purred happily in her arms. Aurora went back to her mother and quickly deposited Grayla into her mother's arms.  She couldn't bare to give her straight to Mrs. Crumm. As soon as she put the cat in her mother's arms, she ran out of the room before she burst into tears.

Mommy gave the kitten to Mrs. Crumm. "Oh thank you and your daughter so much!" gushed Mrs Crumm. "We were leaving on vacation when somehow Mabel got out. We couldn't find her before we had to leave or we would miss our plane. When we got back, we saw your ad in the paper. We were so relieved that Mabel was okay." she explained.

Just then, the little kitten jumped out of her arms. She ran and found Aurora who was lying on her bed crying. She scrambled up on to the bed beside Aurora.  Aurora sat up and gathered the kitten in her arms and hugged her but she didn't take her back to her mother and Mrs. Crumm. She couldn't bare to.

After a few minutes, Mommy called "Aurora!" Aurora frowned unhappily. She held tightly to Grayla but she did bring the kitten back to Mommy and Mrs. Crumm. Only it turned out Mrs. Crumm was  no longer there only Mommy was.

Aurora looked around in surprise. "Where's Mrs. Crumm?" she asked only partly wanting to know the answer.

"She left." replied Mommy.

"She did?" asked Aurora in surprise.

"Yes, she saw how attached Grayla is to you...."

"I thought her name was Mabel." interupted Aurora rudely.

"Well not if you don't want it to be." replied Mommy.

"What do you mean?" asked Aurora afraid to hope.

"She's yours if you want her and you can call her what you want." explained Mommy. "Mrs. Crumm saw how attached you two are and she couldn't bare to separate you. You reminded her of when she was your age, and she had her first kitten. Besides, she has two other cats at home now. She was just relieved to find out that this little kitten is alright."

"Oh." replied Aurora. She had barely heard a word Mommy said except the part about the kitten belonging to her now. "Yes, I want her." she said happily. "She's mine, and her name is Grayla."

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

You're My Best and My Favorite

Dori Auerbach was tired of watching TV. She was sick of her toys. She was bored with playing alone. She went off to find somebody to play with.

Mommy was in the kitchen making a grocery list for her weekly trip to the supermarket. She looked up and smiled as Dori entered the room. "Hello, sweetie." she said cheerfully.

Dori smiled back. "Oh, Mommy." she gushed. "You are just the person I was looking for. Will you play cards with me?" she begged smiling even brighter and looking up hopefully.

"I can't right now, sweetie." replied Mommy. "I'm making the shopping list."

Dori went up to her mother and put her hand on her mother's arm. She looked up sadly into her mother's face and opened her own big brown eyes widely. "But mommy." she said quietly, "You're my best and my favorite. I really want to play with you." she pleaded.

Mommy couldn't resist. "Okay." she agreed. "Maybe, just one game."

Dori excitedly ran off to get a deck of cards. They sat down at the kitchen table to play Go Fish.

Three games later, Mommy stood up. "That was fun," she said "but I really need to finish making the grocery list before it's time to make dinner."

"Okay, mommy." replied Dori. She went off to play, but she was soon bored again. She wandered into the den and found her brother, Brian. He was playing his handheld video game. "Hi Brian." she greeted him overly warmly as she entered the room

"Hey!" Brian replied without even taking his eyes off his game but he said it in a friendly way.

"Will you come outside with me and push my on the swings?" asked Dori looking at her brother with her best sad puppy dog face.

"I'm in the middle of something." he replied. "Why don't you ask Mom or Dad or Kendra?" Kendra was their older sister.

"Please!" begged  Dori, and when he didn't reply, she climbed up into his lap. "You're my best and my favorite. I really want to go outside with you."

"Okay." Brian relented. "Just let me finish this level." A few minutes later, he was ready. They went outside and Brian pushed her on the swings and played with her on their backyard swingset for half an hour. Then, he glanced at his watch. "I've gotta go. " he said. "The baseball game is about to start." He went in the house and turned on the TV.  Dori was bored with baseball. She went off to find something else to do.

Dori went upstairs. She found her sister, Kendra. Kendra was doing her nails. "Oh, Kendra!" exclaimed Dori excitedly. "Can you do my nails too?" she begged.

Kendra frowned. "I don't think so." she said. "As soon as my nails dry, I need to pick out something to wear to the party tonight." Kendra and her friends were always having parties. Dori thought their parties were totally boring. All they did was eat and drink and talk and dance. They never played any cool games or anything.

"Please, Kendra." begged Dori. She looked up at her sister with her most serious expression. "You're my best and my favorite."

"Okay," agreed Kendra, "Pick out a color while my nails are drying."

Dori smiled happily and quickly picked out a bright pink color. Pink was her favorite color. As soon as Kendra's nails were dry, she polished Dori's. Then, she did Dori's toenails too. By the time. Dori's nails were dry, Kendra had had enough sister bonding time. "Now, I really have to get ready for tonight." she said ushering Dori out of her room.

Dori was soon bored again. She wandered into her parents room and found her Dad. He was checking his e-mail on his laptop. "Hi, Daddy." she said. "Will you play with me?" she asked.

"Maybe later, honey." replied her father. "I'm doing something right now."

"But Daddy." said Dori puffing out her lower lip and making a sad pouty face. "You're my best and my favorite."

Just then, Kendra came into the room. She wanted to borrow one of Mom's blouses. "Hey, " she said. "I thought I was your best and your favorite!"

Kendra was followed by Brian who wanted to tell Dad something that had happened in the baseball game. "I thought I was your best and your favorite!"

Brian was followed by Mom who wanted to find out what sides everybody wanted with the chicken they were having for dinner. "I thought I was your best and your favorite."

Dori blushed  nervously and looked at the ground. Then, she quickly looked up and smiled. "Your all my best and my favorite." she said.

Sunday, July 20, 2014

Brylee and the Baseball Player

When 3 year old Brylee Kane and her family found themselves seated right behind the home team's bullpen at  a Mid City Mountain Cats baseball game, they were all really excited. They loved baseball. The Mountain Cats, their local minor league team, was their favorite team. They had never had such great seats before. They got them from Daddy's boss because he had to go out of town to attend his wife's cousin's wedding and couldn't use them.

All of the Kane family loved baseball especially Brylee. She didn't get the game that much, but she loved to go to games. She loved the sounds of the stadium, the crack of the bat, the roar of the crowd, the music and the special effects from the scoreboard. She loved the smells of the stadium, fresh mown grass and delicious foods. She loved the tastes of the stadium especially the pizza and ice cream. When she went to a game, she paid attention to everything, the rest of the crowd, the vendors, the players on the bench. The only thing she hardly paid attention to was the game itself.

While they waited for the game to start, Brylee and her sister Wynona stood by the railing watching the pitcher warm up in front of them. "Be careful." warned Mommy as the two girls got closer and closer to the railing.

"Why don't I teach you how to keep score?" suggested Daddy opening the scorebook they had purchased at the entrance to the stadium. Wynona eagerly sat next to him and they bent their heads together over the open book.

Brylee had no interest in that. She remained standing by the railing watching the teams warm up. Warm up time was soon over. Just as the players were leaving the field to go get ready for the game to start, the pitcher who had been warming up in front of them turned and reached toward Brylee with the ball in his hand. "Here you go." he said warmly. At first, Brylee didn't know what to do. She was not supposed to take things from strangers, but Mommy nodded her head that it was okay this time so Brylee took it.

"Say thanks, Brylee." Mommy told her.

"Thank you." said Brylee excitedly hugging the ball.

"Hey no fair!" exclaimed Wynona looking up from the scorebook  and seeing Brylee holding the ball.

"You can share it." said Mommy.

Brylee shook her head no. "Mine." she said possessively.

"Where'd she get it?" asked Wynona jealously.

"He give'd it to me." said Brylee pointing to the player who had given her the ball. She smiled brightly and hugged the ball again.

Wynona's eyes opened wider with jealousy. She looked at the player who Brylee had pointed too and saw that his number was 36. She looked up number 36 in the scorebook and found his name. "Cory Davis." she read aloud. "His name is Cory Davis."

"Cory." repeated Brylee as her smiled got even bigger.

"Is Cory your boyfriend?" teased Daddy.

"Cory my boyfriend." agreed Brylee nodding.

"No, he's not." said Wynona.

"Yes! Yes!" insisted Brylee.

Mommy and Daddy smiled and thought it was so cute that Brylee thought Cory Davis was her boyfriend. Wynona shook her head and rolled her eyes.

From then on, Brylee really thought Cory Davis was her boyfriend. She talked about him all the time. She asked about him every time they saw a baseball game live or on TV whether it was the Mountain Cats or not. 

About a month later, Cory Davis got traded. Wynona overheard Daddy telling Mommy about it. "Don't tell your sister." warned Mommy. "It will upset her."

"I won't." promised Wynona. She actually felt sorry for her little sister. Brylee really thought that Cory Davis was her boyfriend. She probably wouldn't take it very well that he was traded.

The very next day, they got Daddy's bosses seats at the stadium again. This time his son had a Little League game that he had to attend so he couldn't go to the Mountain Cats game.  This time there was a lot of traffic on the way to the game, and they got to the stadium later. As soon as they got there, Daddy and Wynona went to get food.  Brylee and Mommy went right to the seats. Brylee immediately  stood by the railing watching the teams warm up. She looked all over for Cory Davis, but she couldn't find him.  She was about to ask Mommy where he was when the teams finished warming up and a player handed Brylee a ball. It wasn't Cory Davis, but Brylee didn't seem to mind. She took the ball eagerly without even waiting for Mommy's okay this time. "Thank you." she said happily clutching the ball.

Just then, Wynona and Daddy came back with the food. "Hey!" exclaimed Wynona jealously noticing Brylee once again with a ball in her hands.

"He my boyfriend." said Brylee happily pointing to the player who had given  it to her.

Wynona sighed. "Here we go again." she said.

Friday, July 18, 2014

Taylor's Teddy Bear

Theodora Bear was Taylor Newberry's favorite teddy bear. Taylor had her since Taylor was just a tiny little thing. Theodora was pink and fluffy. She had two different colored eyes since one had to be replaced when it fell off and got lost. Her fur was matted from being held and loved so very much. Theodora slept on Taylor's bed every night. When Taylor didn't see her there, she went into a panic. "Mommy!" she would call out in a worried voice. "Theodora's missing!"

"Did you look for her?" Mommy would call back in a calm voice . She knew how much Taylor loved Theodora, but she was confident that Theodora would always turn up somewhere, and she always did. Either Theodora was under the bed or she was behind the door or Taylor had left her downstairs or in another room. She was always found somewhere, and Taylor would heave a huge sigh of relief and clutch the stuffed bear tightly to her chest. Mommy would smile at Taylor and nod her head as if she knew all along it was going to work out fine.

Then, one day, Taylor could not find Theodora anywhere. She looked in all the usual places. There was no sign of Theodora. She looked anywhere else she could find, but still no sign of Theodora. "Mommy!" she cried worriedly. "I can't find Theodora!"

"Did you look for her?" asked Mommy in her usual calm voice.

"Yes!" exclaimed Taylor by now on the verge of tears, "I've looked everywhere."

"I'll help you in a minute." promised Mommy. "I just have to check on your sister." About a minute later, Mommy called out to Taylor in a loud whisper. "Taylor, come here."

Taylor joined Mommy in her little sister, Tia's room. Mommy pointed to the bed. There was Tia all curled up with Theodora in her arms. Mommy seemed to think it was cute because she was smiling. Taylor, on the other hand, did not think so. She frowned and yanked Theodora out of Tia's arms causing Tia to wake up and start crying loudly.

"Taylor!" shouted Mommy angrily.

"My bear!" exclaimed Taylor possessively clutching it to her chest.

Tia just continued to cry. "Bear, bear." she said finally through her tears pointing at Theodora and reaching out for her. Taylor held Theodora over her head way out of Tia's reach. Mommy glared at Taylor.

"It's my bear." Taylor reminded them all.

"Yes." replied Mommy, "but you didn't have to wake your sister up. We know Theodora is yours. You would have gotten her back."

"Bear, bear!" repeated Tia sadly pointing and grabbing again. Mommy shooed Taylor out of the room. She tried to give Tia one of her own stuffed animals but Tia wouldn't take any of them. She just kept repeating "Bear, bear!" and pointed to the door.

Eventually, after a long while, Tia cried herself to sleep. Mommy and Taylor thought that would be the end of it, but it wasn't. The minute Tia saw Theodora she called out "Bear, bear!" and reached for her.
When Taylor wasn't around, Tia would go in her room and take Theodora. It got so that Taylor had to keep Theodora hidden, and she was not happy about it.

Mommy was not happy either. Finally, she decided to get Tia a Theodora of her own. When she told the girls, they were both excited about it. Taylor was excited that she would get Theodora back to herself, and she wouldn't have to hide her bear anymore. Tia was excited to be getting her own Theodora. "Bear, bear." she said but this time happily.

They went to the store. They could not find a bear exactly like Theodora. Tia would not settle for anything else. They went to another store. There were still no bears like Theodora. They went to every
store they could think of that would possibly have teddy bears. Still, they could not find a bear that looked like Theodora. Still, Tia would not settle for another bear. They went home. "Bear, bear." Tia cried. She was back to saying it sadly now. Taylor actually was beginning to feel sorry for her.

At home, Taylor went to her room and got Theodora out of her hiding place in the back of Taylor's closet. She hugged Theodora tightly. "You always make me feel better." she whispered into Theodora's fur. She took Theodora and went to find Mommy and Tia. They were in Tia's room. Tia was still crying, "Here." said Taylor shoving Theodora into Tia's arms.

"Bear, bear." cried Tia excitedly hugging the bear.

"You can have her." announced Taylor. "I don't want you to be sad anymore." but now Taylor was the one who was sad. Taylor was the one who looked she was going to cry.

Mommy smiled proudly at Taylor. "Maybe, you can share Theodora." suggested Mommy.

Taylor smiled. "I'd like that." she said.

Tia smiled too. "Bear, bear." she said still clutching Theodora.

Taylor was not sure Tia was going to be a good sharer, but still she was proud of what she had done, and she did not take Theodora back.

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Ana Adores Books

Today's Story is not only for my daughter but by my daughter


Ana was a 3 year girl. She adored when her mom or dad  read her books."Mommy can you read me a story?"

"Not right now, sweetie pie. Maybe when daddy gets home from work, he will read you a story."

"Okay, Mommy." said Ana.

After a while, daddy got home.

"Daddy, can you read me a story?"

"Okay, princess. What book?" said daddy


 "The princess and the pizza."
 
"Once upon a time in a beautiful land there was a prince who wanted to marry a princess. He decided to give a test. All princesses were great cooks. One princess made her secret recipe.

"Mmm." said the prince "What do you call this?"

" I call it pizza".

"They got married and lived happily ever after."

"Read me anther story."

"Not right now princess. Ask Kayla."

"Okay, daddy."

"Kayla, can you read me a book?" said Ana


"Not right now, Ana."

"Okay."

"Mommy, Can you read me a story?"

"Okay, sweetie pie, Let's read the baby animals book."

"Okay."

"Puppies kittens, oh so much more." The rest of the pages fell out of the book, but  it was time for bed anyway.

The next morning, it was Ana's 4th birthday.  "I'm 4 now. I can read." she said. She read to her family. The book was called Bob.

"Bob sat with Pat on the mat with the cat and the bat and the rat all in hats with a baseball bat."

"That was hard." said Ana "I'm not gonna read anymore."

And she didn't.  Until the very next day.

Sunday, July 13, 2014

Sleeping Cutie

Crissi Woodley had a new baby sister her name was Cassidy. She was only about a week old, but ever since she came home from the hospital friends, neighbors, and various family members would come over and ooh and aah over her. They would say how cute Cassidy was. Then, they would tell Crissi,"You are so lucky to have a sister close to your age to play with someday." Crissi would just shake her head. Even though, she was only a few years older, she thought of herself as a big girl and she thought of Cassidy as a baby. She did not at all think of them as being close in age. Besides, all Cassidy ever did was sleep. How could she possibly be a playmate for Crissi?

Still, Crissi liked the idea of having a sister to play with. She stood over Cassidy's crib waiting for her to wake up. She waited every day, but Cassidy only seemed to wake up when she was hungry, and she just stayed awake enough to eat and then went right back to sleep.

"Mommy?" asked Crissi. "When is Cassidy going to play with me?"

Mommy smiled at Crissi so proud that she seemed to love her little sister. "When she gets older." Mommy said.

Crissi rolled her eyes at Mommy. "But, mommy," she said wearily. " she is older we've had her a whole week already."

Mommy laughed and kissed Crissi on the cheek. Crissi didn't think it was funny at all. She went back to standing by Cassidy's crib every day and watching her sleep and waiting for her to wake up for more than a few minutes at a time.

After what seemed like days to Crissi, but had only actually been a day or two, she got tired of waiting. She grabbed the step stool from the bathroom and brought it to Cassidy's room. She leaned it against the crib and stood on it. She reached out her hand and was about to poke her sister to try to wake her up when Mommy entered the room.

"Crissi" exclaimed Mommy in a loud angry whisper. "What are you doing?" She grabbed Crissi in one arm and the step stool in the other and dragged them out of the room.

"I just wanted to wake her up so we can play together." mumbled Crissi softly, but Mommy either didn't hear her or didn't care. She was never allowed in Cassidy's room by herself anymore. Instead, she stood outside Cassidy's door still waiting for her to get up and play with Crissi.

"Cassidy," she whispered through the keyhole of the door. "Cassidy, don't you won't to play with me?" When she got no response, she whispered a little louder. "Cassidy, don't you want to play with me?" When she still got no response she said out loud. "Cassidy, don't you want to play with me?" When that got no reponse, she shouted "Cassidy .." but she got no further than that because Mommy heard her yelling and came and shushed her.

"Quiet!" whisper yelled  Mommy shaking her head and putting her finger to her lips. "Cassidy's sleeping." She shooed Crissi away from Cassidy's door.

Crissi frowned unhappily and stared at the floor. "She's always sleeping." she mumbled to herself.

Then, finally it happened. One day, Cassidy woke up and cried. Mommy tried to feed her, but she wasn't hungry. Mommy changed her diaper, but that wasn't it either. Mommy kept trying but she couldn't figure out what was wrong. Cassidy just kept crying. "I know what she wants, Mommy." cried Crissi excitedly. "She just wants to stay awake and play with me!" Mommy looked doubtful, but by then she was willing to try just about anything to get Cassidy to stop crying.

Crissi tried talking softly to Cassidy but Cassidy kept crying. She tried singing Cassidy a song, but Cassidy just cried louder. She tried showing Cassidy her toys and then Cassidy's own toys but Cassidy didn't even look at them.  Crissi did everything she could think of but she couldn't get Cassidy to stop crying either.

Crissi was so disappointed after all, this time Cassidy was finally awake for more than a few minutes and she didn't want to play after all. All she wanted to do was cry.  It was so much better when she was sleeping at least then it was peaceful and quiet. Crissi frowned and sighed. "Go back to sleep, Cassidy." she said.

Thursday, May 22, 2014

Mila's Busy Morning

Mila Dunphy woke up and sleepily opened her eyes. She glanced at the clock. "Oh no." she exclaimed hurriedly trying to get out of bed. It was 8:00 in the morning, and she had to go to school at 8:30. She tried to get out of bed, but she found herself all tangled up in her sheets and fluffy blanket. She tried to unravel herself but end up toppling onto the floor where she was finally able to untangle herself.

Mila looked over at the chair in front of her pink wooden desk where she would normally find her clothes for the day neatly laid out, but there was nothing there. She quickly lay down on the floor beside her desk and looked under the it to make sure that her clothes hadn't fallen underneath, but there was nothing there either. She went into her closet and pulled out a pair of jeans and put them on. They were too tight. Mila could barely breath. She took them off and pulled on another pair. That pair immediately fell down. Mila didn't really have time to look for a belt so she took that pair off too. She took out a third pair and thankfully that pair fit perfectly.

Next, Mila went over to her dresser and took out  a blue flowered shirt. No sooner had she put it on when she happened to glance in the mirror. She saw there was a giant chocolate stain across the middle of the shirt. She took it off and put on purple and white striped shirt instead.

Mila went to her dresser drawer and starting looking for a pair of socks. She started throwing socks down on the floor until she finally found a pair that went together. It was a bright blue pair. She decided to wear one purple sock and one white sock instead. Nobody was going to see her socks under her pants anyway.

Mila put on her favorite black shoes but then she couldn't remember if it was a gym day or not. Just to be on the safe side, she decided she better wear her sneakers. She looked in her closet on her wire shoe rack for her pink and gray sneakers but she couldn't find them. She got down on her hands and knees and looked all over her closet but still couldn't find them. She left the closet and quickly began looking all over her room. She finally found one sneaker under the bed and the other one behind her door. She quickly put on her shoes and tied the laces.

Mila rushed into the bathroom and put toothpaste on her toothbrush. It came out of the tube quickly, too quickly, and she ended up having to clean a gooey blue mess of toothpaste off the bathroom counter. Some of the toothpaste got on her shirt so she hurried back into her room and took it off and put on a yellow shirt instead. She went back into the bathroom and brushed her teeth. When she was spitting the toothpaste out she spilled some of the water on her shirt, and she had to go back into her room and change her shirt yet again. This time she put on a shirt with a big pink heart on it.

Mila went back into the bathroom and brushed her hair and put it up in a ponytail. When she looked in the mirror, it looked really messy so she took it out and started over again. When she finally got her ponytail right, she put in a couple of gold clips to keep her bangs out of her eyes. One of them immediately slid out, and she had to put it in again.

When Mila was finally satisfied with her hair, she went back into her room. She looked for her backpack. She was supposed to leave it by the front door on school nights, but she usually didn't. She went downstairs and found her backpack on the living room couch. She put it by the front door and took her jean jacket out of the hall closet and put it there too.

Mila went into the kitchen to grab something to eat before she had to leave. She wondered why it was so quiet as she quickly swallowed down a peanut butter granola bar and gulped down a cup of milk. She guessed she wasn't the only one running late this morning.

Mila wondered where her mother was and was just about to go upstairs and look for her when her mother appeared in the kitchen doorway. She was surprised to see that her mother was not dressed for the day but wore a yellow robe and a pair of pink fluffy slippers. "Good morning." Mila greeted her mother cheerfully.

"Good morning." replied her mother. She looked at Mila with a puzzled look. "What are you doing up?" she asked Mila in confusion.

"What do you mean what am I doing up?" asked Mila. She glanced quickly up at the clock on the microwave. It was 8:25. "It's late already. I have to leave for school in five minutes."

Mila's mother shook her head."No you don't.'" she replied.

Now, it was Mila's turn to be confused. "What!?" she exclaimed.

"It's Saturday." explained her mother.

"Oh." replied Mila. She sighed wearily. Then, she hurried back upstairs to go back to bed.

Sunday, May 18, 2014

Shira Doesn't Share

Shira Bohannon did not like to share. When she was little, it was kind of cute and funny the way she was always grabbing her toys away from other kids and running off. When she was older it was not so cute anymore. Of course, she no longer took her toys and ran off with them. However, she still had ways of keeping her toys to herself.

"This Barbie is brand-new." she told her best friend Honi Ellis when they were having a playdate. She carefully took the doll out of her friend's hand.

"My art supplies are almost used up." she told  her cousin another time when the poor girl had the nerve to want to color with Shira's crayons.

Of course, her reluctance to share did not help Shira's social life. She went from having a lot of friends to having a few friends to having one really great best friend Honi. Honi was a true and loyal best friend, of course, it helped that they spent most of their time either playing outside or at Honi's house.  Honi was a good friend to Shira, and Shira was not nearly as grateful as she should have been to have a friend like  her. She just assumed Honi would always be there. Until, one day, she wasn't.

Shira was outside sitting on the front porch looking at a comic book when out of the corner of her eye, she thought she saw a pink and green bicycle go by. 'That's funny' she thought. 'Honi has a pink and green bicycle, but she told me she has to run errands with her mother today so it can't be her.' When she look up and saw the purple ribbon tied to the back of the bicycle seat, she knew it was Honi's bike. There couldn't be two pink and green bicycles with purple ribbons tied to the back of the seat. There just couldn't! She ran down near the street and ran along the sidewalk chasing after the bike calling "Hey, Honi!"

The bicycle abruptly pulled over to the side  of the road and stopped. Honi got off and took off her helmet and looked around. She turned bright red when she saw Shira. She quickly looked away from Shira and looked down at the ground. "Oh, hi Shira." she said while still staring at the ground.

"Don't you 'Oh hi, Shira, me!" exclaimed Shira angrily. "I thought you told me you had errands to run with your Mom today."

"We got done early." replied Honi, but she still wasn't really looking Shira in the face. Shira could tell she wasn't telling the truth. She frowned at Honi as Honi glanced up at her for a minute. Honi sighed. "I'm going to Maeve Crowley's house." she admitted finally. Then, she quickly looked away again. Maeve Crowley was a new girl in their class.

"Maeve Crowley?" repeated Shira full of hurt and confusion about why Honi didn't want to play with her. After all, wasn't Honi her best friend. What did Maeve Crowley have that she didn't have?

"She has a Barbie Dream House." replied Honi quickly as if in answer to Shira's unasked question.

Now, Shira was thoroughly confused and even more hurt. "I have a Barbie Dream House." she said in case Honi had forgotten.

"She lets other people play with her Barbie Dream House." explained Honi. "

"Is she going to be your best friend now?"

"No. I mean I don't know. I mean I gotta go now she's expecting me." replied Honi quickly putting back on her helmet, hopping back on her bike, and speeding off down the street leaving Shira starring after her.

Even after that, Shira still didn't want to share her toys. Honi started spending more and more time playing with Maeve. When Shira asked her about it, she made up excuses until finally one day when Shira cornered her at school, she said. "Look Shira. I like you. I really do. You have always been my best friend, but it's not so fun to watch somebody else play with their toys all the time, and it is not so fun to share toys with somebody who doesn't want to share their toys too."

That day after school, Shira came in the house, threw her bookbag down on the floor and raced up the stairs. "Shira!" called her mother angrily. "Do we just walk in the door and throw our things on the floor?" "Shira!" she repeated when Shira didn't reply. When Shira still didn't reply, Mommy came upstairs after her. "Shira," she said she was about to yell at Shira when she noticed Shira was lying on her bed crying. "What's wrong, baby?" she asked sitting down on the bed beside Shira. At first, Shira just looked at her mother sadly and continued crying but eventually the whole story came pouring out.

After Shira finished talking, her mother nodded thoughtfully. "It seems to me, you have a decision to make." she replied.

"I do?" asked Shira through her tears.

Her mother nodded. "Yes." she replied. "You have to decide whether it is more important to keep your toys to yourself or have friends to play with."

Shira bit her lip. She really loved her toys, and she really didn't like to share, but it was no fun playing alone every day.

Just then, she heard laughter outside. She jumped up and went over to the window. She saw Honi and Maeve running down the sidewalk. She quickly ran down the stairs and ran outside to catch them before they disappeared down the street. "Honi! Maeve!" she called waving to them. Honi and Maeve stopped and turned around to face her waiting for her to say something.

"Do you want to play Disney Princess dolls with me?" asked Shira eagerly hoping they would say yes. She had the whole set of Disney Princess dolls, and she knew that Honi loved them.

Maeve nodded excitedly and started to reply, but Honi shook her head. "Do you mean do we want to watch you play with your Disney Princesses?" said Honi frowning. "I don't think so." She started to turn away and head back down the street, beckoning for Maeve to come with her but Shira stopped them by touching Honi's arm.

"Please!" said Shira. "I really want to play with you. I'll let you be Belle." she said to Honi. "And Maeve can be Cinderella."

Belle was Honi's favorite Princess, but she knew that it was Shira's favorite Princess too and Cinderella was her second favorite. She knew that Shira must be serious and really want to play and share with them. "Okay." she said happily. Honi and Maeve quickly called on their cell phones and told their moms where they would be, and then followed Shira into her house.

Sunday, April 27, 2014

Teaching Seraphina to Share

"Mommy!" complained Scarlet De Gregorio. "Seraphina is always taking whatever I want to play with!"

"You have to share with your little sister." explained Mommy calmly.

"I know how to share!" exclaimed Scarlet indignantly. "It's Seraphina who doesn't know how to share."

"Then, we'll have to teach her." said Mommy patiently. Mommy took the gold chain off of her neck and handed it to Scarlet.  "See Sera," she explained "Mommy is sharing with Scarlet." Mommy pointed to Scarlet's purple headband. Scarlet took it off and handed it Mommy. "Now, Scarlet is sharing with Mommy."

Seraphina nodded. "Share." she repeated.

A little while later, Scarlet was sitting at the kitchen table with a plate of cookies and a glass of milk in front of her. Seraphina went over and grabbed one. "Hey!" exclaimed Scarlet angrily jumping out of her seat.

"Seraphina," said Mommy frowning and shaking her head. "We don't grab."

"Sorry." said Seraphina, but she didn't give the cookie back.

Scarlet reached for it. "Hey!" she said "That's my cookie!"

"Share." said Seraphina. She looked at Mommy. Mommy looked at Scarlet and nodded her head.

Scarlet scowled. She gulped down the rest of her cookies before Seraphina could take any more. She quickly swallowed her milk. Then, she left the kitchen in a huff mumbling about how much sharing stinks.

Seraphina finished her cookie and followed Mommy upstairs. Mommy sat at her dressing table touching up her make up. Seraphine sat down beside her. "Share." she said pointing to Mommy's make up.

"Oh, sweetie!" said Mommy. "I think you're a little too young for makeup."

"Share." repeated Seraphina puckering up her lips as though she were going to cry.

Mommy's heart instantly melted. "Okay." she said. She put a tiny bit of lip gloss on Seraphina's lips.

Seraphina proudly admired her shiny lips in the dressing table mirror. "Pretty!" she said. Mommy couldn't help smiling too at her adorable daughter. 

Seraphina went off to find Daddy and show him her pretty lips. She found him lying across the family room couch taking a nap. Seraphina poked him with her finger. "Daddy, share!" she ordered him.

"What?" exclaimed Daddy waking up abruptly and blinking the sleep out of his eyes.

"Daddy, share!" repeated Seraphina pointing to the couch. Daddy sat up and Seraphina crawled up on the couch beside him. They watch TV for a little bit until Mom called from the other room. She needed Daddy to go to the store and pick up some things they needed for dinner.

"Do you want to go with me?" he asked Seraphina. She nodded eagerly. After Daddy told Mommy he was taking Seraphina, they headed out the door.

At the store, Daddy remembered he needed to get an anniversary card for Mommy. While he was looking for a card, Seraphina found some colorful stickers. "Pretty!" she said grabbing a handful of packages of stickers and showing them to Daddy.

"Would you like some stickers?" he asked.

Seraphina bobbed her head up and down excitedly.

"You can pick out one package of stickers." Daddy told her.

Seraphina quickly picked out a package of Hello Kitty stickers and threw the other packs on the floor.

"Seraphina!" said Daddy shaking his head. "We don't throw things on the floor." He bent down to pick up the rest of the stickers. Seraphina helped him. They finished shopping and went to check out.

When they got home, Scarlet was in the kitchen helping Mommy. "What's that?" she asked curiously spying the package of stickers clutched tightly in Seraphina's hand.

"Hitty Kitty (Hitty Kitty was what Seraphina called Hello Kitty)." said Seraphina proudly showing off her stickers to her sister.

"Hey!" said Scarlet turning green with jealousy that she didn't have any Hello Kitty stickers and Seraphina did.

"Sera, is going to share them with you. Aren't you, Sera?" said Daddy.

Seraphina held the pack of stickers even tighter and clutched it to her chest. "Mine!" she said possessively.

"Seraphina, " said Mommy disappointedly. "What have we been learning about sharing? Don't you want to share your stickers with your sister."

Seraphina quickly shook her head no. "Mine." she said holding tightly to her stickers and running out of the room.

"I guess we still have more work to do." said Mommy.

Sunday, April 20, 2014

Spaghetti again?!

Charlotte Putnam's mom was not the worst cook in the world. She was not the best cook in the world either. Her family never really appreciated her cooking. They just ate it and didn't really think about it. it. Then, one day she made spaghetti, and it was so incredibly delicious that they just had to say something.

"Mmm! These noodles are so soft!" exclaimed Charlotte. "Can I have some more?" Mommy smiled brightly and happily scooped out another plateful for her.

"And this sauce is so tomatoey." added her sister, Renee. "I want more too!" Mommy smiled even brighter and scooped out another plateful for Renee as well.

"I have never tasted meatballs so light and fluffy." added their Dad. "I'll take some more as well."

This time, Mommy frowned. "You all like it that much? I don't believe it. You are all just trying to be nice to me." she said unhappily.

"No, it's really delicious, honey." said Dad sincerely. "You really outdid yourself today."

"We love it too!" added Charlotte and Renee together.

"Really?" asked Mommy still unsure. They all nodded. Mommy smiled happily and scooped out another plateful for Daddy.

The next day, they had spaghetti again. "Yeah!" exclaimed Charlotte and Renee happily. They all sat down eagerly and couldn't wait to dig in to their food.

When they had spaghetti again for the third day, the girls were getting kind of sick of it.  Daddy was too. "Oh, spaghetti again." said Charlotte, but she didn't sound that excited about it.

"Thank you, honey." said Daddy, but he didn't sound all that happy either.

By the fourth day, they couldn't even pretend to be excited about it any more. Charlotte just stared at her plate miserably. Renee practically started to cry, but Daddy gave her a warning look so she bit her lip really hard to stop herself. Daddy smiled at Mommy but even he couldn't say anything nice about the spaghetti anymore.

After a week of nothing but spaghetti, Renee couldn't take it anymore. As soon as they sat down for dinner that night, and she saw another plate of spaghetti in front of her, she started to cry.

"What's the matter?" asked Mommy with a voice full of concern.

"We hate spaghetti!" exclaimed Charlotte. Renee nodded in agreement through her tears.

Mommy looked confused. "I thought you loved my spaghetti."

"Well, we have had it an awful lot lately." said Daddy gently trying not to upset Mommy.

"You don't want anymore spaghetti?" asked Mommy disappointedly.

"No!" exclaimed Charlotte and Renee together.

 "Okay." said Mommy quietly. 

"Of course, we'll eat spaghetti tonight because you already made it." said Daddy. He gave the two girls a stern look. They were not happy about it but they ate it, but nobody had seconds.

The next day, Mommy served pot roast. It was delicious. "This meat is so tender." said Daddy. He helped himself to some more.

"These potatos are so soft." said Charlotte. "Can I have some more too?" Mommy happily refilled her plate.

"Yum! Yum!" added Renee holding out her plate to be refilled too. Mommy smiled. She loved it when her family appreciated her cooking.

The next day it was pot roast again and the day after and the day after that.... Until finally Charlotte and Renee couldn't stand it anymore and even though Daddy tried to stop them they called out at the dinner table "No more pot roast! We hate pot roast! We are sick of pot roast!"

The next day, they had tacos. They were good but nobody said anything about it. The day after that it was  baked chicken. It was good too, but nobody said anything about that either. Life went on and they ate different things for dinner. It was usually good, but nobody said anything about it.

Then, one day, Charlotte's friend Rita came to dinner. They had stuffed shells, and they all ate heartily. "Thank you for having me to dinner, Mrs. Putnam. These stuffed shells are delicious."

Charlotte quickly covered her friend's mouth. "No!" exclaimed Charlotte and Renee together. However, it was too late.  Mommy had already heard. The next day they had stuffed shells again.