First grade summer diary: drink cold drinks

Tuesday, July 20th

In the evening, Dad took us to drink cold drinks. I chose sweet milk, my mother chose oranges, and my brother chose fruit bowls. Dad doesn't want anything, he loves to read newspapers.

When I was drinking milk, I felt very iced and sweet. I use a straw to blow milk, blowing out a small bubble like a pearl, and like a small sun can be fun.

My brother is too wasteful. I don’t want to eat the fruit plate. I want to give it to me. I will give it to him. Dad reads the newspaper and looks at it with relish.

How happy are you tonight!