Beach Day

Yesterday I went to the beach. I sort of got to build a sandcastle. And I fell into a big wave. It felt like a hole in the ground, and loads of water was there. I had to swim out.

Doodle was with me, and so was Britney. I almost built a pool. I thought I would swim in it but there wasn't very much water. I was pretending I was Mary-Kate and Ashley. I got have a pizza roll and watermelon and sandwich and crackers and juice. And I got really, really, really, really, really, [Ed. - somebody stop me!!] really, really wet.

I liked to play in the water. It was really fun. Oh, I almost forgot: I got to throw three water balloons in the sort of pool. It was sort of dry and sort of wet. It was made out of sand; just to let you know. It was really, really [Ed. - NOT AGAIN!] deep. I got to see a BIG sand crab! The beach was so much fun! I had to have sun block on two times. Doodle had some sun block on, I think, one time.

The beach was really, really, really [Ed. - I DON'T THINK SO!], oh, okay, only four reallies fun!

I think I'm writing too much [Ed. - she's writing too much??] so I think I'll stop. [Ed. - Whew!]

Ok, I think I'm finished.

Ahem. I'm finished!

Daaaaad!!

My Newspaper!

I made a newspaper about hobos. Because I just read a "Kit" book [Ed. - American Girls, for the clueless].

Hobos used to live in jungles. And they also had Hobo Soup. Their jungles looked very messy. But now hobos are probably like us since it's not the Depression anymore. I think they used to give hobos their old clothes and food. Some hobos had to go to jail! Some even had to find jobs. Some even jumped rails.

I'd sort of like to be a hobo. But not really.

The end.