Dreams

I had a bad dream last night. I went to sleep with my mom, my sister and my stepdad. Then I felt better. My mom asked me what my dream was about, but I don't remember. I just remember that it was bad and I was crying.

I told my mom that it was okay because bad dreams never come true. Only good dreams do . . .

as long as you keep them secret.

And I told my mom once dreamt that I would learn how to play the piano, and it came true!

a song for my sissy

When i was a baby, my mom sang this song to me:

I love the baby and the baby loves me

i L-O-V-E the ba-by.

I still remember it and its my favorite song

So i made up a song for my sister, and it goes like this

baby is the baby is the baby baaaaaa-beeee

B-A-B-Y

is the baaa-by!

and she really likes it

when i sing it to her, she smiles like this