Sunday, September 28, 2008
The Booty Band
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Flag Memorial
We went to the place where the flags are. And we got stickers from the police man. Lots of people died because bad guys were crashing into a building. Flags represented each firefighter. I saw a boot that people put money in because their dads died. And they were trying to give money to their kids because their dads died. I had to say that again. I felt sad. We got to walk around. Elle was trying to take a flag out. The end.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Superhero cars
Once knife-y accidentally poked his wheel and then he had a flat tire. Then he tried making a tape tire, but he didn't have any tape. His friends needed help and they had 1,899 pieces of tape on their weapons. Then super birdie accidentally shot his wheel. He was happy he had tape. He kept doing it over and over until he had one. So he did it again and he was out. So, then one of the bad guys shot his other wheel and then his radio said he had to go to the bathroom. So instead he accidentally peed his pants. And then he found a bike to ride on. Then he went to the bathroom and he noticed he already did. He peed his pants. So he went home to change. When he looked in the mirror he saw he didn't have eyeballs. So he accidentally crashed into lots of stuff. He crashed into a toilet. He crashed into his neighbor's cat. And then he accidentally tripped on the toilet and his head ended up in the toilet. The end.
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
The best worstest ever
Sorry I called it the worstest day ever. No, it was the bestest day ever. Right now I'm talking to my teacher. Now I want to keep going.
We went for a little swim after we cleaned up the beach. I was pulling seaweed out of the water. And that is a picture of Hunter in the yellow one. I'm in the green one. Hunter, I think, is a little scardy cat. Once I turned the light off on him and he was like, "WHAAAA!!!" I got a ride from somebody we knew. Marijo. Her daughter gave me a ride on a little board thing. The end.
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