The Sweetest Thing

For their first major writing project of the school year, the third graders were required to write a personal narrative.

Monkey wrote a riveting story about a recent visit to Lenscrafters and their vast selection of designer frames.

Her friend Abby (you remember Abby and her mad hula hoop skilz, right?) wrote the following:

I yawned…I thought…I wondered if it will come.

I saw Ava at school so I thought it wouldn’t until I heard the news.

Ava came up to me and said “no baby.”  “Sad” I answered.  “It’s okay, my Mom will get induced Thursday” Ava said.

I had a feeling that the baby would be a boy. Then the day came.

“Ava,” I said, “what’s the name?”  “Milo Hudson Steiner” Ava told me.  “Cool, a boy.”  “Yep,” Ava answered.

“Well I can’t wait to meet him.”  The day came!

“Hi baby Milo.”  I felt lucky that I got to meet Milo.  I was amazed to see how his feet were so soft, he was so small, and his clothes were striped blue and white.

I will never forget the day I met Milo Steiner.

And I will never forget you, Abby.

This is one for the baby book.

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