Saturday, March 21, 2015

Carissa Takes Care

Carissa woke up to the sound of her baby sister, Cora crying. The crying just seemed to go on and on. Carissa tried burying her head under her pillow, but the loud noise didn't stop. Carissa wondered where Mommy was. She dragged herself out of bed and went down the hall to Mommy's room.

Mommy was lying in bed still sleeping. That wasn't like Mommy. Carissa went over to the bed and looked her mother over carefully. Mommy didn't look too good. She was kind of pale.  "Are you okay? Mommy?" whispered Carissa.

Mommy woke up and opened her eyes and groaned weakly. "Are you okay?" repeated Carissa. Mommy shook her head no. Carissa touched Mommy's head with her hand like she'd seen Mommy do to her and Cora many times. Mommy's head was really hot. "You're sick, Mommy." declared Carissa. "You better lie down." She helped Mommy lie back down on the bed and tucked the covers around her.

After Mommy was all tucked back in bed, Carissa went to Cora's room and got her out of bed. She got some cereal and poured it  into a bowl for Cora. She poured one for herself too. They ate the cereal plain because Carissa wasn't allowed to pour the milk. They ate sitting on the family room couch and watching TV. They usually weren't allowed to eat in the family room or watch TV when they ate, but Carissa didn't think Mommy would mind just this one time. Carissa wasn't allowed to put Cora in her highchair and the TV kept Cora busy so she didn't ask for Mommy.

"Juice!" exclaimed Cora loudly when she finished her cereal.

"Shh!" warned Carissa. "You'll wake up, Mommy!"

"Mommy!" exclaimed Cora suddenly missing her mother. "Mommy,'" she repeated. She toddled toward the stairs.

"Mommy's not feeling well, Cora." Carissa told her. She quickly ushered Cora into the kitchen. "Let's get juice." she said.

Cora didn't really understand about Mommy being sick, but she got sidetracked by the prospect of getting the juice she wanted. She forgot all about going to find Mommy and happily sipped the juice Carissa handed her.

After they ate, Carissa played with Cora and took care of her all morning. Then, she made them both sandwiches for lunch and gave them each another juice boxes.They ate in front of the TV  again.

After lunch, Cora sleepily rubbed her eyes. She slumped against Carissa tiredly. "I think it's time for a nap." declared Carissa.

As soon as she heard the word "nap", Cora jumped out of her seat and started running away. "No nap!" she called loudly running off.

"Shh!" Carissa said in a loud whisper. She didn't want Cora to wake up Mommy. She quickly chased after Cora. She finally caught up to Cora and grabbed her hand and led her up the stairs.

Cora pouted at the sight of her bed. "How about we lie down together?" suggested Carissa. Cora instantly brightened. They lay down on the bed together. Cora sighed contently. She closed her eyes and soon drifted off to sleep. Carissa quietly slipped out of the bed and went to check on Mommy.

Mommy opened her eyes as Carissa entered the room. She tried to get up, but she was weak and she still looked pale. "Don't get up, Mommy." insisted Carissa. "You just lie down and rest."

"Cora," cried Mommy worriedly as she tried to get out of bed again.

"Cora's fine." Carissa assured her. "I gave her breakfast and lunch, and now she is taking a nap."

Mommy looked quizzically at Carissa. She could barely get Cora to take a nap. She didn't understand how Carissa could have done it.

Carissa laughed. "I have my ways." she said mysteriously. She smiled at Mommy and Mommy smiled back weakly.

"Are you hungry?" Carissa asked. Mommy shook her head no. "Are you thirsty?" asked Carissa. When Mommy nodded, Carissa went into the bathroom and got her some water.

"Thank you." Mommy replied when Carissa handed it to her. She drank the whole cup of water and then, Carissa got her some more.

"Now, you rest." insisted Carissa when Mommy had finished drinking. She helped Mommy tuck herself back under the covers.  Mommy closed her eyes and was soon sleeping again. Carissa gently kissed Mommy just like Mommy always did to her when she was sick. Then, she went to find something to do until Cora woke up.

When Cora woke up, Carissa went  and got them a snack of cheese bites and crackers. Then, she played with Cora for the rest of the afternoon.

Finally, Daddy arrived home from work. "Daddy!" Cora exclaimed excitedly.

Daddy picked her up and kissed her. "Pumpkin!" he said. It was his special name for Cora. He set her down and went over to Carissa and kissed her too. "Hello, Princess." he greeted her. Princess was his special name for Carissa.

"Hi, daddy." she replied.

"Where's Mommy?" inquired Daddy.

"Mommy sick." declared Cora.

Daddy's eyebrows raised. He looked at Carissa as if to ask if it was true. Carissa nodded as if to confirm what Cora had already said. "Who's taking care of you two?" asked Daddy.

"I am Daddy." replied Carissa. "I made us breakfast, and lunch. I got Cora to take a nap. I got us a snack. I played with Cora. I even took care of Mommy too."  she announced proudly.

Daddy smiled. He was proud of Carissa too. "You're a good girl." he said kissing her. "Now, it's my turn to take care of you. How about after I check on Mommy, I make us all some burgers for dinner?"

Carissa nodded happily. Burgers were her favorite and she was really hungry. It had been a long day. Carissa was proud of the way she had taken care of Cora and Mommy while Mommy was sick, but she was awfully glad Daddy was home to take care of them all now.

Saturday, March 14, 2015

A Day With Grandma

Azalea Brennan excitedly woke up bright and early in the morning and put on one of her favorite dresses. It was pink and purple and had flowers on it.

"You're going to wear that?" asked her mother entering the room. "Isn't it a little fancy for lunch and a movie?"

Azalea shook her head vigorously. "No!" she insisted. "It isn't too fancy. It's my special day with Grandma, and I want to look nice."

Mommy smiled at Azalea. "You really love your Grandma, don't you."

Azalea bobbed her head up and down  as if to say yes.

Just then, the doorbell rang. "Grandma!" Azalea shouted eagerly. She bounded down the steps and opened the door. "Grandma!" she exclaimed throwing herself excitedly into her Grandmother's arms and practically knocking her over.

Grandma laughed at Azalea's excitement. "Hello, my beautiful granddaughter." she stated. "Don't you look lovely in your gorgeous dress."

Azalea gave Mommy an I-told-you-so look. Mommy smiled.

"Shall we go?" asked Grandma. Azalea nodded. She quickly kissed her mother on the cheek and headed out to the car.

In the car, Grandma turned on the radio. She and Azalea sang along to all the songs on the radio. It wasn't an oldie's station either. Grandma knew and liked current singers just as well as she knew and liked singers from her era. She just didn't like rap.

Whenever Azalea stopped singing, Grandma would ask "What's the matter? You don't know this song?" and she would change the station. She also changed the station when they didn't like the song.

"Grandma!" exclaimed Azalea happily after one particularly exuberant round of singing. "You are the coolest!"

Grandma smiled and laughed. "That's me." she replied "Grandma Cool." Azalea smiled and laughed too.

Finally, they arrived at the restaurant. They went in and were quickly shown to a table. After they ordered their food, Grandma turned over her paper placemat, "You be X's." she declared drawing a tic tac tac toe board. They played tic tac toe until they had each won several games. Then, they drew pictures and played word games. When they ran out of room on Grandma's placement, they turned over Azalea's and used hers.

"Grandma," sighed Azalea contently. "You're the most fun."

Grandma nodded. "That's me." she said. "Fun Grandma."

After lunch, they went to the movies, while they waited for the movie to begin, Grandma told Azalea stories. She told her stories about when she was a little girl. She told Azalea stories about her travels. Grandma had been all over the world. Azalea just loved hearing Grandma's stories.

"Grandma." declared Azalea. "You're the best storyteller."

Grandma smiled. "That's me." she agreed. "The storytelling Grandma."

All too soon the day was over, and it was time for Grandma to take Azalea home. Azalea sighed unhappily. She did not want the day to end.

"Thank you so much for spending such a wonderful day with me." stated Grandma when she dropped  Azalea off at her house.

"Thank you, Grandma." replied Azalea. She hugged Grandma tightly. "I love you." she said. "You're the best Grandma in the world."

This time, Grandma didn't say anything. She just hugged Azalea back and smiled.

Saturday, March 7, 2015

At Nikki's House

Delila Scanlan was so excited. She had just had her first sleepover at her best friend, Nikki Acosta's house. The next day she just could not stop talking about it.

At breakfast, when Mommy was making bacon and eggs for the family, Delila said. "At Nikki's house. They don't sit down together to eat breakfast. They just get to pick out there own mini box of whatever kind  of cereal they want, and they don't even have to sit at the table to eat it."

"Hmm." replied Mommy as she scooped eggs on to Delila's plate. "Eat your breakfast."

After breakfast, Delila went up to her room. She was really eager to finish the book she was reading. It was really good, and she was almost done with it.

Just when she opened her book and took it out and started reading, her little sister, Demi entered their shared room. She took out her Barbie dolls and began playing with them loudly. Delila glared at her. "At Nikki's house, she doesn't have to share a room!" she announced angrily.

"Nikki has a brother." replied Demi glaring right back at her sister. She went back to playing with her dolls as loudly as ever.

Delila sighed and slammed her book shut. She hurried out of the room and went to find something to do until lunch time. By 11:30, she was bored and hungry. She went to find her mother. "Mom, can we eat lunch?" she begged when she finally found her mother in the laundry room.

Mommy glanced down at her wristwatch. "It's only 11:30." she replied. "We'll eat in a little while."

"But I'm hungry." whined Delila. "At Nikki's house, they don't have to wait until noon to eat lunch, and they are allowed to eat their lunch in front of the TV."

"Oh, is that so." replied her mother. She went back to sorting the laundry.

Finally, it was lunch time, Delila and Demi sat at the kitchen table and Mom served them sandwiches, chips, and milk. "At Nikki's house, her mother cuts the crust off the bread." stated Delila.

"You've always liked the crust, and you've never asked for it to be cut off." pointed out her mother. Demi chuckled. Delila gave her an angry stare.

For the rest of the day, at every opportunity Delila continued to point out how different things were at Nikki's house. That night, Mommy and Daddy and Delila and Demi all piled into Mommy and Daddy's bed with a bowl of popcorn to watch a movie.  "At Nikki's house,  everyone is always doing there own thing. They don't sit down and watch movies together. " Delila told them. "I'm glad I don't live at Nikki's house." she declared.