Mama Byrd

I have a new favorite book character and its name is Junie B. Jones. I love that guy.

My daughter Elizabeth is exactly like Junie B. Jones. I should write down everything that she does and write a children’s book. I could make a lot of money, I think.

Last night she met her daddy at the airport and he drove her home to Arkadelphia. She was at her Grandma’s house yesterday. Only they didn’t come straight home ’cause she was thirsty, I think. She always gets thirsty whenever she sees a gas station. So she begged her daddy really, really nice to please get her a drink. And guess what? That guy got her a big giant Coke, that’s what! Only when they got back on the road, she accidentally spilled a teensy weensy bit all over her car seat. And a little bit on her hands. And some on her p.j.’s, because daddy put her p.j.’s on so she would go to sleep. Only now she had Coke on them. So too bad about that idea.

Filed under: Uncategorized on March 16th, 2006