DAD CAME HOME

On Monday night at 7:42 I vomited so then on Tuesday I had to stay home. It was not such a bad day because Dad was coming home from America. That day I had a shower and started waiting in the play room but then mum called dad to see if he wanted to be picked up he said yes. When we picked him up and got home we got presents from dad there were too manny things I can not tell you. I said that that was the best day of my life.