My morning started out with a jar of fish. The fish came from the Middle Tyger River which flows behind my yard. Armed only with some string ,a long stick, a canning jar, and my sister's bug net, I headed through the woods and to the river. The mosquitoes hadn't been awakened yet, so I had an hour or so till the nasty things awoke so I knew I would have to hurry unless I would like to be eaten alive. I attached the string to the stick, and the string to the net's handle. I waited until I could reach the "fish". Specks really. I finally saw one worthy enough to catch and plopped it into my jar. After a while, I added four more to my catch.
"Are you sure they aren't tadpoles?" Dad asked after observing them for a few seconds. "Tadpoles are bigger. And they don't have fins. What do you want for breakfast?" she said busily searching in the kitchen closet.
"Muffins!" I exclaimed showing mom some muffin mix. "Could we have a picnic by the river?"I asked showing Livia the fish .
After mom agreed, Livia and I played marbles upstairs. She loves small things and marbles are especially attractive. Maybe it's because of the variate of colors. Maybe it's the smoothness! All I know is she loves marbles.We played the old-school method, The ones you hit are the ones you keep. Livia hates to throw the shooter hard , so in the process she loses because she barely touches any at all. I was doing beautifully when my friend Skyler came over. Livia is good to leave me alone when friends are here , so I had Skyler to myself. Mom called Skyler and me down for breakfast, when I remembered we were going to have a picnic. Skyler liked th
By then , we had to go eat and Skyler had to go home. Dad took me to Frankies fun park and did a few laps on the go karts. Livia and dad shared a car, but I drove alone. Luckily for me, I had driven before so I was able to withstand (and beat!) dad's fancy driving. As for Livia, to put it in Dad's words "The faster I went the happier she was!" I wish Labor day rolled around more often don't you?
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