Thursday, November 12, 2009


It is time to make a pie. I love pumpkin pie. Apple pie is not my favorite. I still like it a little. I have two recipes for pie. One recipe is strawberry on the bottom, caramel in the middle, and coconut on the top. It is good. One recipe is chocolate raspberry pie. It is chocolate and raspberry mixed. I love it.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Future Pets

When I grow up, I want to get four pets. I will get two dogs, one fish, and one rabbit. One dog will be named Chocolate Chip. My fish will be named Goldie. One dog will be named Cookie. The rabbit will be named Carrot. The dogs will be beagles. The fish will be a goldfish. I will love them. They will love me.

Monday, November 9, 2009

My Dad's Birthday

I love my dad. He is so so so cool. his birthday is November 7th. We went to Haus Murphy. I got chicken schnitzel. I love it. I made him a painting and a kachina and a card. We got a black forest cake. He loved his present because he loves me.

Friday, November 6, 2009

My Dogs

I like dogs. I have three dogs. One is named Maggie. One is named Murphy. One is named Springfield. I feed them every night. Griffin feeds them in the morning. I play with them. I love them. They love me.

Thursday, November 5, 2009


Poppleton is a pig. He went to the beach with Hudson. They collected shells. They ate cheese sandwiches. They watched the waves. They went on the bus. Then they went to Cherry Sue's. Cherry Sue opened the door. They they danced. Cherry Sue saw Hudson. She screamed, "AHHHHH! RAT!"

Poppleton said, "No, wait! That's my--"


"--friend. Oh, well, he is already dead."

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Nacho for Halloween

I was a nacho for Halloween. I went trick-or-treating. I had sour cream on my costume. My bag said "Monster Madness." I got on Kit-Kat. I stole three packets of M&M's from my grandma. I went to my grandma's after I went trick-or-treating. I ate two pieces of candy. Then I shared some with Rabbit.

Monday, November 2, 2009

Cinnamon Fairy

I hate cinnamon. It is nasty. I saw a cinnamon fairy. I licked her. She was nasty. I told her I do not like cinnamon. She was very sad. I said that I was sorry. She said it was OK. I still remember that story.