Wednesday, March 16, 2011

What happens in the morning at our house. By Carter


(wearing Robot Shirt) I woke up.  I wondered where my brother was.

I wondered what was for breakfast.  I opened the door.


I went downstairs.

when I got downstairs I was still tired.


My mom asked what I wanted for breakfast.  (that's me on the right.)

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