Sicky, Sicky

Last Friday I got to

spend the night at my friends' house.

It was a blast, but I woke up with a bad stomachache.

My mom picked me up and brought me home

earlier than we had planned.

I ended up with a fever and feeling yucky all day.

Praise the Lord, I was better soon!

I'm back to normal now--whatever that is.

Ice Cream in January

As a reward for doing well in a class yesterday,

Mom took us out to Dairy Queen.

The guy there was so nice,

he even let me help make my ice cream cone.

It was fun and delicious.

Here is John with his cone.

He said that the ice cream was so scared

that when he started to eat it,

it turned yellow!

(Not really. . . it was just dipped in butterscotch!)

It was 47˚ outside, and rain was falling hard,

but we enjoyed our ice cream nonetheless.