It’s such a nice day out! I want to go outside so bad!
“TAKE ME WITH YOU!” I yelled to the hummingbird. I wouldn’t have to be doing this if my Mom would install this dollie door!
Mom: Emmy, I told you, I am not installing this door! It would let mosquitoes inside, and I would never know where you are!
Me: Humf. Maybe I’ll just install one myself.
Mom: You do and-
Me: Anyway! I yelled at the hummingbird and then went over to the door.
Me: “Would someone let me out?” I had said because (I say this part louder so that mom can hear.) WE DON’T HAVE THE DOLLIE DOOR!
Mom: Give it up Emmy!
Me: Ok, anyway, I had apparently said this out loud because the next thing that I knew…
FREEDOM! I ran out the door and down the stairs that were on the deck, and over to other stairs.
Which I whisked up pretty fast, I might add. These rock stairs continued for just a second.
After I finished climbing up the stairs, I ran into the yard and started to pick up maple tree seeds, also called “Helicopters” I think.
After I got a handful, I threw them up into the air. How could I not?
Oh, I dared
After I reached the top, I decided to goof off a bit.
That’s how this photo happened.
Then, I prepared for the big jump.
Emily swings her feet up!
And grabs hold to the swing!
And lands perfectly, I might add. Had anyone made such a jump? I doubt it!
I dismounted my obstacle like I was in the Olympics.
After that, I took a few steps forward. And lo and behold, a tree. A peach tree to be exact.
And I ran over and climbed it. Seriously, did you not see this coming?
I sat up in the tree, looking beyond while being submerged in a world of fruit. Didn’t think a homeschooler’s daughter could speak like that eh?
After I had had enough with that, and the mosquitoes had had enough of me, I jumped down and looked for more things to do outside. I had been out for almost an hour now and climbed almost every tree and done almost every other dangerous thing I could. I began to wander.
“Should I go into to woods?” I asked myself. I answered my own question with a subtile “no” knowing that if I went into the woods, my mom would skin me alive.
Mom: Emmy, you are over exaggerating! I wouldn’t skin you, you would just be grounded.
Me: Even worse!
Mom: How so?
Me: It’s like being in prison! No more carefree hours, no more doing whatever I want, whenever I want! No more peanut-butter and jelly sandwiches!
Mom: Ok Barney Fife! I don’t think any one will get the 1950’s Andy Griffith Show reference.
Me: Andy Griffith? I wasn’t quoting Barney! Why would I quote a purple dinosaur?
Mom: Uh, nevermind.
Anyway, after I told myself to stay out of the woods, I went elsewhere
Nothing fun in the raised bed that is full of dead weeds.
I went over to the flowers that I saw on the perimeter of our yard. At this point, the mosquitos were getting to be too much for me.
You might think that I would have climbed down the stairs again, but no. I stood at the top of the hill, and prepared myself to do a…
BARREL ROLL!!! Yep, I rolled all the way down that sweet, steep hill.
After the hill ended, I stood up and ran to the stairs that led to the house.
“Make way! Make way!” I yelled as I scurried up the stairs.
Thankfully, Mom had left the door ajar so that I could open it on my own WHICH SHE WOULDN’T NEED TO DO IF SHE HAD INSTALLED A-
Mom: Don’t even go there.
After I had scurried inside, trying to avoid the mutant blood-sucking mosquitos that I am currently hearing bang up against my window as I am writing this, I slammed the door shut. “Oh, good, you’re inside,” Mom had said. “I was just about to call you in.”
I just shrugged, nodded, smiled and said, “Yup, here I am!” Then she smiled and brought me over to a chair which I quickly scaled up, and then I hopped on to my grandmother’s OLD and GIANT computer, and wrote about my expedition outside.
Well, here we are, at the end of the story! I hope that you enjoyed it! Unfortunately, I can’t read or reply to any of your comments except to Delightful World of Doll’s and Anna’s. Sorry! If you want though, you can leave a comment and I will have Auntie Annie (Anna) tell me a summary of what you said, and then I will tell her what to reply. Thanks again for reading this photo story! I have to go now and pester my mom for the dollie door.
Mom: Oh, Emmy.
Emily: Pssstt! Do you want easy access to my Auntie Annie’s posts? Do you want to get notified whenever she posts? Do you want easier access to me and my family’s video’s, vlogs, or photo stories, or anything that we end up posting (Including me ranting about the DOLLIE DOOR THAT WE DON’T HAVE)?
Mom: Give it up.
Emily: Fine. If you said yes to any of these, subscribe to fromadollsperspective.com where you can get all this and more.
This is JR.JEANSK8 signing off.