Remember when I did that story called, "A-beese, a-beese, a-beese?" Well this night Drew screamed in almost my ear, "A-BEESE, A-BEESE!"
Today on Sunday at church I drew a picture of a princess. I also drew a sad part. A girl that's mopping a big, big pile of dirt! She has a patched gown and she has a mop. She has a sad face because she is a worker girl and she has a lot, lot, lot of work to do. One hundred work to do! On her birthday, the princess gives her a beautiful gown. She's going to become "Different Color Queen!" I drew all that stuff for her because I felt a teeny bit sad for her.
Once I stayed at my Nana/Papa's house for two days over night. I painted my nails there and while they dried, I played a puzzle. A felt a teeny, little bit sad because of the fan and I missed mommy and daddy. On the last day, mommy and daddy came back!
I went my friend at school's house and her name is Ashley. She kind of has freckles. If you look closely you can see freckles. I played blocks. I played chase the marker and crayon and pencil. And there's this kind of flip-flop marker. It had a strange top. I don't know what it does, but it's really ridiculous.
This morning on Sunday I was a church chicken when mom got me ready for church. I had chicken wings and then I folded them. I said, "I'm a reverent church chicken." I said, "Cock-a-doodle-doo, I belong in a zoo!"
You will not believe this Tess, but Uncle Josh was a chicken today too! We told him to do a chicken dance, but he looked like the insect called preying mantis. So we said, try again, and he did. He flapped his wings and lifted up his feet and moved his head, and he looked JUST like a chicken! Chickens must run in the family.
ReplyDeleteDo you think you are a more reverent chicken than uncle Josh? Did you know that my middle name is Ashley? I thought you were writing about me at first but I don't have any freckles so it must be a different girl. I would like to write more but I have to go exercise even though it's late at night. Isn't that a silly thing to do? I love your blog! Keep writing! Meredith
ReplyDeleteIs today a red letter day, Tess? Because I would love to hear about a day in the life of Tess today!
ReplyDeleteDear Tess,
ReplyDeleteYou are still my *kitchen chicken."
Love,
Nana