Alma couldn’t wait for the fireworks to begin. She’d been waiting all day. Every five minutes, she’d ask her Nonnie and me to take her outside to see if they’d started yet. I told her that once they started, they’d be very loud, and she said “not worry, Mommy. I holds Nonnie’s hand.”
Mommy was talking to my Nonnie earlier. She said she needs a vacation. I know she means Disney World, becuz dats da only place to vacation. Duh. Then I heard Mommy say dat she needs to get her ducks in a row. So…I showed her how! I said “It’s easy, Mommy….Take da first step, andContinue reading “Alma Gets Her Ducks in a Row”
I is Alma, and dis is my scooter. I can stand on my scooter. I can sits on my scooter. I can rides my scooter! And when I is ready to stop, I puts my left foot down! Tap da brake!
Alma carefully pulled each present out of the bags, trying not to make too much noise. She was supposed to be in bed, after all. At first she saw something red. Upon pulling it out further, she saw that it was a red heart shaped balloon, and it had the letter ‘A’ in bold lettering. Continue reading “Alma’s Admirer”
“Wow! Wook at all da presents! These is all for me?” Alma asked. “They sure are! But, your birthday isn’t until the 21st. You can’t open them just yet.” “Mommy! Dat isn’t fair. Dey just sit there and stare at me! Dey want me to open them!” She huffed as she climbed into bed. AlmaContinue reading “Alma the Sneak”