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Once upon a time there was a rainbow. Gracie, a little girl was there. There was also another little girl Charleigh and then also MacKenzie. There were also more friends: Paige, Kali Rebecca Dennis, Annie Jane, and baby Abbie. Aarron, a boy, was there too. They were at a birthday party under the rainbow. The party was for Kaleb, Charleigh’s big brother, he is 7. At the party they had cake. The cake had sprinkles and icing and other kinds of icing that squiggled. They had juice, all kinds of juice. They had icecream. They played lots of games. They played checkers, super jaguar, Aarron played Super boy.

They also played freeze dance, Here is how you play it. When ever the music stops you make a dance statue. Whoever falls: OUT! The End

After lunch, after Mom is done babysitting Ethan, than we go to register me for School. Do you know what restering means. It means to sign me up for Kindergarten. WEll, I am a little scared but I’m a little excited too. I’m not really scared just a little. I’ve never been to school before. Yikes.

It will be fun because I don’t know, but I know it will be. Kaleb likes school. I’ll make new friends and get to color a lot. I’ll get to drink chocolate milk in the cafeteria. It will be yummy. I will like to play at recess. My friend Kali will go to the same school. Hehehehe. What fun!

Have you ever went to school? Tell me about it in your comments please. Hehe I like comments.

After lunch we’re off to enroll Charleigh in Kindergarten. Could this be possible? I just got out of kindergarten last week. Kaleb is going into 2nd grade next year. I clearly remember 2nd grade. Mrs. Gillespie taught us cursive. She also told us if we looked at the little cross-eyed girl on the playground that our eyes would cross like hers. I’m sure she just didn’t want us to stare but I’m equally convinced this made it difficult for the little girl to make friends. Hence why for years she was known only as the little cross-eyed girl. Also the reason we ran away anytime she stepped foot on the playground.

I like to craft, to make beards, and hats. I like to make frames. I like to glue things and make pictures. I like to paint pictures and to draw.

God likes to craft. You are his drawings. He crafted us. He likes to use his imagination when he makes us. We are drawings from God. He is a good drawer

More insights from my Charleigh

Men are big and strong. They work hard and protect us. God gave me lots of good men.
I have Daddy, Kaleb (my big brother) he’s a little strong not all the way yet. Grandpa Jack, My baby brother Joshua will be a strong man. He gave me Papa Lee, Kenzie’s daddy, Brian. He gave me Papa Bill, and my soldier friend Ryan. He gave me Uncle Chad, and Uncle Joel. He gave me two boy cousins Jeremiah and Ethan. He gave me other good men too. Uncle Putt, Two Uncle Mitches, an Uncle Beaver and a Gramps and Grandpa Wingert. Pastor Jerry is a nice man, he used to be our pastor at our church. Other good men go to our church. Annie’s daddy is good, Comander Wayne is good. Eli’s daddy is a good man too. Eli is a good boy. Aarron is growing up to be a man, he is four. Josue is a good good one too. He is a pastor too. We miss him, we love him. There are lots of good mans. All these men are my favorites. I also have a Daddy God, he is bigger than anybody he is my favorite.

But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.2 Corinthians 12:9-10;

Not exactly delighting in my weakness today.

I ment to mention this on Tuesday.

As a senior in a small Oklahoma highschool I remember watching the events unfold on a small tv rolled into Mrs. Spakes biology class.

I will never forget.