Worrywart- Chapter 3
Okay a couple of updates and quick blurbs (don't you love that word?) by me and than I will post a new chapter of Worrywart. I sincerely hope you guys are enjoying it. I know it is more for little kids, but you all are my peeps, and I need all your help to tell me if it is good, or if it really stinks lol. So far I have gotten good reviews from it but you never know.
Okay, Okay I said updates. So here is the updates I have:
Number one- School started again and I am not sure I ever mentioned it in my blog. I am about to go into the 4th week, each term is separated into 9 weeks. I am taking a research writing course which is pretty cool, the teacher lets us call him Doc lol. I am also taking a Cultural Diversity course and sometimes it can really test a girls faith. A lot of the stuff they teach in this course can be really controversial and you can definitely step on some toes, so Prayers for that all.
Number two- It is now actually 10 days until my 18th birthday and I am super excited!! It sounds like the plan is that we will got out to dinner on my actual birthday day and invite some friends and family. Than that weekend we will head down to the beach and stay the night. Just remember all the theme is Marti Gras so there will be a lot of seafood lol.
Number three- I know this will come as a shock to all of you but sometimes I make writing mistakes that I don't even notice until A. Someone points it out (Now who could that be?) or B. I reread my work and can't understand it. So for all of you who have been reading my writing I apologize lol. I just reread Worrywart to my siblings and realized how many unintentional errors were in it. Some were on purpose because it was the language of a 6 year old, but others is all the writers fault, which well, means me. Anyway sorry and Hopefully I kept you laughing.
Now on to Worrywart. I should warn you it is a long one, 6 pages on Word, but it is worth it. I read it to my Bros and sis and they were laughing. They especially liked when I referred to the Union Jack as the Flap Jack, which was on purpose by the way for all of you who think I have finally gone of the deep end. Anyway with out further interruption from yours truly:
Chapter 3- The Wonders of the Backroom
When you walk into the backroom of Kate’s store, you would think you had walked into a different world. When you open the door the first thing you see is a huge flag of England painted on the back wall, I think it is called the Flap Jack. On all the other walls are shelves full of knick-knacks and fun stuff from England. There was a sculpture of the Queen of England, snow globes with castles, and miniature Flap Jack flags that you can hold in your hand, plus much more. There were also boxes of fuzzy scarves and long fuzzy coats that drug behind me as I walked. But my absolute favorite thing was a sparkly Tiara that Kate kept on a lower shelf so I could reach it. It was a beautiful silver Tiara with three peaks that had a gem on each peak; a diamond in the middle and a blue one on each side. I t looked just like something a princess would where.
Sometimes Kate would tell me stories about where it had come from and what princesses had worn it. She always had a different story every time I came. One time it had belonged to Cinderella herself, another time it had belonged to a long lost princess who finally came to save her city from destruction. But my favorite version is when it belonged to Princess Diana. Princess Diana is definitely me favorite princess because she started out as just a normal girl like me. She was honest and kind and people really loved her.
I loved playing dress-up with all of the fancy clothes, and I always wore the crown. Today I put on a long fuzzy pink coat, white gloves, and of course the tiara which I put on top of a large, pink hat. The backroom also had a pretty white tea table shaped like a flower. There was matching white chairs with flower shaped, pink seat cushions. I sat at the table and pretended that I was Princess Diana. I would imagine people fighting all around but I would just sit there calm and peaceful.
“Dear people,” I said with a voice like Kate’s. “Do not fight so. Instead get along and hug each other. We can all be friends and share all our toys with each other. Act more like me, a princess.” Than I imagined all the people stop fighting and hug each other. Than they would all sit on the floor and play with their toys, the boys played with trains and the girls played dress-up. Than we would all sit at the table and drink some tea, because English people like a lot of tea.
That’s when I had another thought that I had to write down in my worry journal. I pulled it out of my pocket and wrote it down:
July 19th
Don’t know what time it is a.m. or p.m. or whatever
Worry thought- Did Princess Diana worry? I mean Mommy said that everyone worries, but was she a worrywart like me? Is there a law that Princesses aren’t allowed to worry? Do they have someone who worries for them? And what makes tiaras so itchy?
I itched my head so much that me tiara finally fell off my head. I reached down to grab it just as the door opened. I quickly sat up straight and put the tiara back on my head. I was sitting as gracefully as I could when Kate and Mom came in.
“Oh excuse your Majesty,” Mom said bowing. I giggled because I had fooled Mommy.
“Your Majesty, have you seen Rori around anywhere?” Mom said looking around the room for me, not realizing I was sitting right in front of her.
“Oh Hello dears, no need to be excused. I am Princess Diana, the nicest Princess in the World.” I said in my most regal Princess Diana voice.
“Oh my, I should have guessed,” She said bringing her hand to her mouth.
“Who is this Rori you were asking about? I don’t know anyone named Rori,” I said.
“Oh Rori is my daughter; she is 6 years old, has blond hair and blue eyes, about 3 and a half feet tall. She has a great imagination but she does tend to be a little mischievous.”
“Hmm, no I am afraid I have not seen her. Very sorry dear.” I said shrugging my shoulders.
“Oh bummer, that’s okay princess, I am just not sure who is going to help me look through all these jewelry. See it is my daughter’s birthday and Rori was supposed to help me pick out a present. Guess I will have to just pick it out on my own. Nice meeting you Princess,” Mom said starting to walk out the door. I panicked; I didn’t want Mommy to pick out Jamie’s gift without me!
“Wait Mommy!” I chased after her tripping over the long coat. “It’s me Mommy, it’s me, please wait!” I hurried over to her as fast as I could, trying to take of the coat as I ran but just managing to get more tangled.
“Oh Rori, there you are. Where did you come from?” She said, saving me from the evil coat monster in one quick move and than began to remove the rest of the dress-up clothes.
“Please don’t leave without me Mommy; I want to help pick out Jamie’s present too.” I was really worried that Mom had planned on doing it without me.
Mom laughed “Oh Rori, my silly Worrywart, I was just playing with you,” she said ruffling my hair. She grabbed me hand and we walked towards the jewelry counter. We began to look in all the cases for the perfect Jamie gift. There were tons of pretty, sparkly bracelets and earrings. There were rings of all different sizes and designs. Some had huge gems on them, and others just had shapes in the ring. There were plenty of beautiful things, just nothing perfect for Jamie. Jamie is a very special big sister, thus she needs a very special gift. She needed something that would show her how much Mom, Dad, and I love her.
I looked up at Mom, who had walked ahead of me a bit. She had a very serious look on her face that told me she was thinking the same thing. I walked over to join her and looked at the jewelry in the case in front of her.
“Umm, Mommy,” I said.
“Huh? Oh yes Rori?” She said looking like she hadn’t eve noticed I was there.
“There are some many pretty things here.”
“Yes, your right, there are. Makes it kind of hard to choose huh?”
“Well that’s the thing Mommy. These are all really pretty, but none of them are perfect for Jamie.”
Mommy frowned and sighed “I know,” was all she said, but it was enough.
:Its okay Mommy, we will just keep looking until we find it. I mean there is bound to be…” I stopped and stared in to the case. Mom didn’t notice that I had stopped talking because she was staring too. In the case was the most beautiful locket, and the perfect gift for Jamie. It was a shaped like a heart with a bunch of different colored gems on the front. It dazzled and sparkled in a way that caught your eye immediately, it was perfect for Jamie! Mom asked Kate if she would take it out of the case so we could look at it closer.
“Which one? Oh that one? Oh Helen you are not seriously thinking this is the right gift for a teenager?” But Kate pulled it out of the case anyway and handed it to Mom.
“No Kate, I am thinking this is the best gift for Jamie,” Mom said looking at Kate for a second and than turning her attention back to the locket. I looked up at Kate who had a shocked look on her face; I don’t think she was expecting that reaction from Mom. I could tell that Kate didn’t think it was the right gift for Jamie, but I did! I could already imagine Jamie wearing it and how pretty it was going to look on her neck.
“Oh my, Rori Listen to this. Oh how perfect this is, in side the Locket it says ‘Special one, you are always in our Heart’ isn’t that just perfect for Jamie?” Mom said sounding excited. I started to get excited too, this gift was absolutely perfect for Jamie!! The words said perfectly the way we feel about Jamie! Mom handed me the locket so I could look at it closer and we walked towards the check-stand. I noticed there was a place for us to put a picture in their too.
“Mommy look, you can put a picture inside! What picture should we put inside it?” I asked, showing her the spot where we could put the picture.
“Well, why don’t we put a picture of our family in there? That way Jamie will know how important she is to the family and to our hearts. Sound good?” It sounded perfect to me!
“Okay Mommy, but it will have to be an awfully small picture.” Mom giggled.
Kate came up to the counter to ring it up, but even though Mom had handed it to her, she still didn’t ring it up. All she did was look at Mom, sigh, and roll her eyes.
“Now Helen really, Jamie is turning 13, not 7. This would be a great gift for Rori, but not for a young woman like Jamie. I know you don’t want her to grow up and you want her to be your baby forever, but Helen, Jamie is a young woman now. Don’t you think you should get her something more grown up? Like how about this wonderful pearl collection?” Kate said, gesturing towards the jewelry set of white beady jewelry. It didn’t look very special to me.
“Come on Kate, where is Jamie going to where pearls? I don’t even where pearls, no offense. Besides Jamie is still Jamie, she might be very mature for her age but the truth is she is still a child. And even if she was, Jamie will love this locket; it is exactly the thing Jamie would pick out if she was here herself.”
“Well maybe that is the solution, maybe you should let Jamie come in and pick out the jewelry herself.”
Mom huffed “No Kate, Rori and I wanted to pick her out something special. Besides I am Jamie’s mother, I know what she likes. You know I don’t by into that whole teenager nonsense and neither does Jamie.” Mom said sounding frustrated. Than she took a deep breath and began talking again, calmer this time, “Listen Kate, I appreciate the help I really do, you always have such great fashion advice. But see the thing is, I want to teach my kids to just love being themselves and not to conform to what the world tells them about being a teenager. Jamie knows that just because she is turning 13 doesn’t make her suddenly grow up, and she likes it that way. This locket expresses exactly how we feel and what we want to teach her, okay?”
Kate looked at Mom for a second, with a mix of emotions playing on her face. Than she smiled and said “You are right Helen, I am sorry. I should have known better than to pick a fight with you, you always could hold your own,” she said chuckling. “Jamie will love it I am sure. You’re her mother and you know best. But you have definitely got some spunk girl.” She and mom shared a laugh, and I looked on with confusion. I have no idea what just happened, all I know is that Kate was now ringing up the necklace and putting it is a special box. Mom stuck it in her purse and we headed for the door.
“Thanks Kate, oh by the way, do you plan on joining us for dinner tomorrow?” She said turning around and looking at Kate.
“Oh you know, I will probably stop by and drop off a gift for Jamie, but I doubt I will stay. I know you guys like to keep it a family affair.”
Oh but Kate you are family.”
‘Thank Hon, I will see you tomorrow.”
“Okay Kate, see you around.” Mom said, and we headed out the door. I waved good bye to Kate and she smiled and waved back.
“Bye my sweets, Have a fantastic day!” She called.
As we got in the car I thought about the gift that Mom had put in the seat beside me. Jamie was really going to love it. She deserved a gift like that; she was my best friend, because she actually liked me, not like Kenny’s older sister who won’t be seen with him in public. That’s when I had an idea; I could make Jamie a friendship bracelet for her birthday!
“Hey Mom, when we get home will you help me make a friendship bracelet for Jamie’s birthday?”
“Sure sweetie.” This was going to be the best birthday ever!
Okay all, if any of you are still here by this point, I hope you liked it. Give me any feedback you have, even if it is "Umm Jess, who is Worrywart? What the heck are you talking about?" Keep in mind all the Worrywart stories are in the archives so if you missed some or never read it check it out. The first post is called A New Story.
Anyway you probably need a breather after that so I am going to let you go.
I am sending you all much big sister love!! Enjoy your day!
Jessica
Okay, Okay I said updates. So here is the updates I have:
Number one- School started again and I am not sure I ever mentioned it in my blog. I am about to go into the 4th week, each term is separated into 9 weeks. I am taking a research writing course which is pretty cool, the teacher lets us call him Doc lol. I am also taking a Cultural Diversity course and sometimes it can really test a girls faith. A lot of the stuff they teach in this course can be really controversial and you can definitely step on some toes, so Prayers for that all.
Number two- It is now actually 10 days until my 18th birthday and I am super excited!! It sounds like the plan is that we will got out to dinner on my actual birthday day and invite some friends and family. Than that weekend we will head down to the beach and stay the night. Just remember all the theme is Marti Gras so there will be a lot of seafood lol.
Number three- I know this will come as a shock to all of you but sometimes I make writing mistakes that I don't even notice until A. Someone points it out (Now who could that be?) or B. I reread my work and can't understand it. So for all of you who have been reading my writing I apologize lol. I just reread Worrywart to my siblings and realized how many unintentional errors were in it. Some were on purpose because it was the language of a 6 year old, but others is all the writers fault, which well, means me. Anyway sorry and Hopefully I kept you laughing.
Now on to Worrywart. I should warn you it is a long one, 6 pages on Word, but it is worth it. I read it to my Bros and sis and they were laughing. They especially liked when I referred to the Union Jack as the Flap Jack, which was on purpose by the way for all of you who think I have finally gone of the deep end. Anyway with out further interruption from yours truly:
Chapter 3- The Wonders of the Backroom
When you walk into the backroom of Kate’s store, you would think you had walked into a different world. When you open the door the first thing you see is a huge flag of England painted on the back wall, I think it is called the Flap Jack. On all the other walls are shelves full of knick-knacks and fun stuff from England. There was a sculpture of the Queen of England, snow globes with castles, and miniature Flap Jack flags that you can hold in your hand, plus much more. There were also boxes of fuzzy scarves and long fuzzy coats that drug behind me as I walked. But my absolute favorite thing was a sparkly Tiara that Kate kept on a lower shelf so I could reach it. It was a beautiful silver Tiara with three peaks that had a gem on each peak; a diamond in the middle and a blue one on each side. I t looked just like something a princess would where.
Sometimes Kate would tell me stories about where it had come from and what princesses had worn it. She always had a different story every time I came. One time it had belonged to Cinderella herself, another time it had belonged to a long lost princess who finally came to save her city from destruction. But my favorite version is when it belonged to Princess Diana. Princess Diana is definitely me favorite princess because she started out as just a normal girl like me. She was honest and kind and people really loved her.
I loved playing dress-up with all of the fancy clothes, and I always wore the crown. Today I put on a long fuzzy pink coat, white gloves, and of course the tiara which I put on top of a large, pink hat. The backroom also had a pretty white tea table shaped like a flower. There was matching white chairs with flower shaped, pink seat cushions. I sat at the table and pretended that I was Princess Diana. I would imagine people fighting all around but I would just sit there calm and peaceful.
“Dear people,” I said with a voice like Kate’s. “Do not fight so. Instead get along and hug each other. We can all be friends and share all our toys with each other. Act more like me, a princess.” Than I imagined all the people stop fighting and hug each other. Than they would all sit on the floor and play with their toys, the boys played with trains and the girls played dress-up. Than we would all sit at the table and drink some tea, because English people like a lot of tea.
That’s when I had another thought that I had to write down in my worry journal. I pulled it out of my pocket and wrote it down:
July 19th
Don’t know what time it is a.m. or p.m. or whatever
Worry thought- Did Princess Diana worry? I mean Mommy said that everyone worries, but was she a worrywart like me? Is there a law that Princesses aren’t allowed to worry? Do they have someone who worries for them? And what makes tiaras so itchy?
I itched my head so much that me tiara finally fell off my head. I reached down to grab it just as the door opened. I quickly sat up straight and put the tiara back on my head. I was sitting as gracefully as I could when Kate and Mom came in.
“Oh excuse your Majesty,” Mom said bowing. I giggled because I had fooled Mommy.
“Your Majesty, have you seen Rori around anywhere?” Mom said looking around the room for me, not realizing I was sitting right in front of her.
“Oh Hello dears, no need to be excused. I am Princess Diana, the nicest Princess in the World.” I said in my most regal Princess Diana voice.
“Oh my, I should have guessed,” She said bringing her hand to her mouth.
“Who is this Rori you were asking about? I don’t know anyone named Rori,” I said.
“Oh Rori is my daughter; she is 6 years old, has blond hair and blue eyes, about 3 and a half feet tall. She has a great imagination but she does tend to be a little mischievous.”
“Hmm, no I am afraid I have not seen her. Very sorry dear.” I said shrugging my shoulders.
“Oh bummer, that’s okay princess, I am just not sure who is going to help me look through all these jewelry. See it is my daughter’s birthday and Rori was supposed to help me pick out a present. Guess I will have to just pick it out on my own. Nice meeting you Princess,” Mom said starting to walk out the door. I panicked; I didn’t want Mommy to pick out Jamie’s gift without me!
“Wait Mommy!” I chased after her tripping over the long coat. “It’s me Mommy, it’s me, please wait!” I hurried over to her as fast as I could, trying to take of the coat as I ran but just managing to get more tangled.
“Oh Rori, there you are. Where did you come from?” She said, saving me from the evil coat monster in one quick move and than began to remove the rest of the dress-up clothes.
“Please don’t leave without me Mommy; I want to help pick out Jamie’s present too.” I was really worried that Mom had planned on doing it without me.
Mom laughed “Oh Rori, my silly Worrywart, I was just playing with you,” she said ruffling my hair. She grabbed me hand and we walked towards the jewelry counter. We began to look in all the cases for the perfect Jamie gift. There were tons of pretty, sparkly bracelets and earrings. There were rings of all different sizes and designs. Some had huge gems on them, and others just had shapes in the ring. There were plenty of beautiful things, just nothing perfect for Jamie. Jamie is a very special big sister, thus she needs a very special gift. She needed something that would show her how much Mom, Dad, and I love her.
I looked up at Mom, who had walked ahead of me a bit. She had a very serious look on her face that told me she was thinking the same thing. I walked over to join her and looked at the jewelry in the case in front of her.
“Umm, Mommy,” I said.
“Huh? Oh yes Rori?” She said looking like she hadn’t eve noticed I was there.
“There are some many pretty things here.”
“Yes, your right, there are. Makes it kind of hard to choose huh?”
“Well that’s the thing Mommy. These are all really pretty, but none of them are perfect for Jamie.”
Mommy frowned and sighed “I know,” was all she said, but it was enough.
:Its okay Mommy, we will just keep looking until we find it. I mean there is bound to be…” I stopped and stared in to the case. Mom didn’t notice that I had stopped talking because she was staring too. In the case was the most beautiful locket, and the perfect gift for Jamie. It was a shaped like a heart with a bunch of different colored gems on the front. It dazzled and sparkled in a way that caught your eye immediately, it was perfect for Jamie! Mom asked Kate if she would take it out of the case so we could look at it closer.
“Which one? Oh that one? Oh Helen you are not seriously thinking this is the right gift for a teenager?” But Kate pulled it out of the case anyway and handed it to Mom.
“No Kate, I am thinking this is the best gift for Jamie,” Mom said looking at Kate for a second and than turning her attention back to the locket. I looked up at Kate who had a shocked look on her face; I don’t think she was expecting that reaction from Mom. I could tell that Kate didn’t think it was the right gift for Jamie, but I did! I could already imagine Jamie wearing it and how pretty it was going to look on her neck.
“Oh my, Rori Listen to this. Oh how perfect this is, in side the Locket it says ‘Special one, you are always in our Heart’ isn’t that just perfect for Jamie?” Mom said sounding excited. I started to get excited too, this gift was absolutely perfect for Jamie!! The words said perfectly the way we feel about Jamie! Mom handed me the locket so I could look at it closer and we walked towards the check-stand. I noticed there was a place for us to put a picture in their too.
“Mommy look, you can put a picture inside! What picture should we put inside it?” I asked, showing her the spot where we could put the picture.
“Well, why don’t we put a picture of our family in there? That way Jamie will know how important she is to the family and to our hearts. Sound good?” It sounded perfect to me!
“Okay Mommy, but it will have to be an awfully small picture.” Mom giggled.
Kate came up to the counter to ring it up, but even though Mom had handed it to her, she still didn’t ring it up. All she did was look at Mom, sigh, and roll her eyes.
“Now Helen really, Jamie is turning 13, not 7. This would be a great gift for Rori, but not for a young woman like Jamie. I know you don’t want her to grow up and you want her to be your baby forever, but Helen, Jamie is a young woman now. Don’t you think you should get her something more grown up? Like how about this wonderful pearl collection?” Kate said, gesturing towards the jewelry set of white beady jewelry. It didn’t look very special to me.
“Come on Kate, where is Jamie going to where pearls? I don’t even where pearls, no offense. Besides Jamie is still Jamie, she might be very mature for her age but the truth is she is still a child. And even if she was, Jamie will love this locket; it is exactly the thing Jamie would pick out if she was here herself.”
“Well maybe that is the solution, maybe you should let Jamie come in and pick out the jewelry herself.”
Mom huffed “No Kate, Rori and I wanted to pick her out something special. Besides I am Jamie’s mother, I know what she likes. You know I don’t by into that whole teenager nonsense and neither does Jamie.” Mom said sounding frustrated. Than she took a deep breath and began talking again, calmer this time, “Listen Kate, I appreciate the help I really do, you always have such great fashion advice. But see the thing is, I want to teach my kids to just love being themselves and not to conform to what the world tells them about being a teenager. Jamie knows that just because she is turning 13 doesn’t make her suddenly grow up, and she likes it that way. This locket expresses exactly how we feel and what we want to teach her, okay?”
Kate looked at Mom for a second, with a mix of emotions playing on her face. Than she smiled and said “You are right Helen, I am sorry. I should have known better than to pick a fight with you, you always could hold your own,” she said chuckling. “Jamie will love it I am sure. You’re her mother and you know best. But you have definitely got some spunk girl.” She and mom shared a laugh, and I looked on with confusion. I have no idea what just happened, all I know is that Kate was now ringing up the necklace and putting it is a special box. Mom stuck it in her purse and we headed for the door.
“Thanks Kate, oh by the way, do you plan on joining us for dinner tomorrow?” She said turning around and looking at Kate.
“Oh you know, I will probably stop by and drop off a gift for Jamie, but I doubt I will stay. I know you guys like to keep it a family affair.”
Oh but Kate you are family.”
‘Thank Hon, I will see you tomorrow.”
“Okay Kate, see you around.” Mom said, and we headed out the door. I waved good bye to Kate and she smiled and waved back.
“Bye my sweets, Have a fantastic day!” She called.
As we got in the car I thought about the gift that Mom had put in the seat beside me. Jamie was really going to love it. She deserved a gift like that; she was my best friend, because she actually liked me, not like Kenny’s older sister who won’t be seen with him in public. That’s when I had an idea; I could make Jamie a friendship bracelet for her birthday!
“Hey Mom, when we get home will you help me make a friendship bracelet for Jamie’s birthday?”
“Sure sweetie.” This was going to be the best birthday ever!
Okay all, if any of you are still here by this point, I hope you liked it. Give me any feedback you have, even if it is "Umm Jess, who is Worrywart? What the heck are you talking about?" Keep in mind all the Worrywart stories are in the archives so if you missed some or never read it check it out. The first post is called A New Story.
Anyway you probably need a breather after that so I am going to let you go.
I am sending you all much big sister love!! Enjoy your day!
Jessica
posted by Jessica | 10:54 AM
8 Comments:
Isn't it so amazing how little children can really seem to know what things are important? This chapter made me stop and think about when I was a young'un, lol. There's just something about how a kid looks at life that makes you appreciate the simpler aspects of it. I can think about the family times I used to share with my family and the comfort I really found from it. It also makes me think about the Bible verse that talks about coming to God with faith like a child.
Hmmm... well thanks for posting this next installment! It gave me some awesome nostalgia, lol. I think you misspelled "wear" somewhere there, though. It was in the mom's dialog, so I don't think that it was intentional. *grins*
Congratulations on your up-coming birthday! I'm sure that 18 will feel completely different for you, lol. I know it did for me. I remember that I really dreaded 17, lol, just ask Jo. But yea, blessings on another year of living for the Lord! You've been such an encouragement to me since I've known you!
Love and prayers from your twinny, as always! ^_^
~Curtis~
Hi Jessica,
Thanks for your comments on my blog. I always enjoy hearing my readers' thoughts.
Cool to meet you. I guess we have some things in common. For what its worth, I'm also a second-born.
Come back and visit the blog anytime. God's blessings on you!
PS... I'd love to hear about your upcoming trip to Mexico. Can I assume its a missions trip?
Hey Curtis!! Thanks for the post Bro, I am glad you liked it! I try to be as much childlike as I can with Rori. Rori is based on my own "Worrywart", my little sister, who has the most wonderful sense of humor and a great imagination. As she gets older she loses it more and more but I still remember when she asked for God's phone number and whether he wore shoes. Or when she used to call my Mom Mother Nature and ask everyone "How's your luck day?" I love kids and that is why I love being a big sister so much. If I can pass along that experience to little kids and teenagers alike through worrywart than I will feel my life is fulfilled. I know small accomplishments, but being a big sister and teaching others how to be good big brothers and sisters is what I love to do.
LOL I hope you noticed my comment for you in there about my bad grammar and spelling, and thanks for pointing that out, I will have to find that. After I posted this I reread it to my Worrywart and noticed all the problems. even she was like "Umm that says Thank" lol. Yeah thanks Sis.
I am very excited about my birthday, which is now only 9 days away lol. And yes it will be a different experience in some ways, I will get to vote in the election lol. But I am already in college and have no intention of moving out soon, so who knows lol.
Anyway have a great day Twinny (I am so glad you remembered that nickname because I forgot it lol)
Love and Prayers,
Jessica
Hey Kaylene, thanks for coming by, I hope you liked it. I am really enjoying the things you have posted, great insights. How many kids in your family if you don't mind me asking? I like being the second born because I don't have to be the oldest, middle, or youngest lol. Some people would say I don't have a place, but I think that has its perks lol.
My missions trip to Mexico, and yes it is a missions trip, we will be installing toilets and other such fineries to houses that were built last summer. A friend of mine owns a roofing company and he took a team down to build houses last summer, and this time we are going to add toilets and sinks and get in touch with all the families again.
What did you do on your trip?
Love from your sister in Christ,
Jessica
Hey twinny! I posted a new blog! Check it out when ya get time. :-)
Love and prayers,
~Curtis~
Okey Dokey Twinny!!
I have 3 siblings- a brother and sisters. Yeah, I'm pretty content being the 2nd born too. :)
I was in Mexico with my Aunt and Uncle + family, who live there as missionaries. My aunt was expecting her 8th baby, and so I got to help her out a bit and then I was also there for the birth. I really miss my new friends and cousins there.
Sounds like ya'll are going to be doing something that will really bless the people there. Be sure and count the toilet seats before you leave. Then if you ever go back, count them to see how many are still there. :-D I don't know how many banos I walked in and the seats had been taken off... LOL! I don't know whats with that, except that maybe somebody stole them... maybe they're worth a substantial something? Oh the things we take for granted.
blessings. :)
Well how fun!! I love having siblings, Younger bro or sis?
Oh so that is the pictures of the baby. I have to admit I was curious why she was giving birth in her house, but that makes more sense lol.
Hmm Okay Toilet seat I will have to remember that lol. I will give you a toilet seat report lol. It is amazing what we take for granted and what seems so important but really isn't. Last Spring Break I went to LA and worked at a place called the Dream Center, you can check it out at www.dreamcenter.org and we went down to skid row and it is sad to see how they live. It really makes you take a reality check.
I am going to ask my friend if she knows anything about missing toilet seats lol.
Have a great day!
Jessica
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