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I am sooooooooo sooooooooo sooooooo sooooo super duper sorry I haven’t written in so long!!!!! I have been busy with school, music lessons,  a broken foot (it’s not broken anymore) , and something superdy duperdy awesome I want to tell you all about.

I MADE IT!!!!! OK, that’s not exactly enough information. But I MADE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!! The thing I made it into is the All City Chorus!!!!! I had to audition TWICE, once for my music teacher, Ms. S, and then for the City Choir Director, Ms. Uh, frankly, I really don’t know her name. Yet. But I’m sure I will.

But AHHHHHHHHHH!! I MADE IT!!!!! I MADE IT!!!!!! IMADEITIMADEITIMADEIT!!!!!! HOORAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sorry I haven’t posted a joke in so long, Boo. But here is a joke just for you. I don’t know any singing jokes, so here is a funny joke about a comedian.

Why did the comedian cry?

Because he hurt his funny bone!!!!




Singing in the Rain

Taylor Swift

Last night, my mom took me to a Taylor Swift concert. It was fun, until it started POURING. I got soaked!!! We went home early, but my mom had this “brilliant” idea of parking half a mile away. ( Thanks a lot, mom. ) Parking that far away would have been a good idea, because we wouldn’t have been caught in crazy traffic. But instead we had to walk through a downpour!  We bought ponchos but they didn’t really help. We got very wet any way.

To light up the mood, my mom and I sang songs. I was feeling wet and gross, but singing got my mind off of it. My mom told me a funny story from when I was a baby, about when my daddy dressed me one day. I can just say, from what I’ve heard, I looked horrible!!!!!!!

I told her a funny story about  a song Brooke and I sang after flying Jet Blue. Our version of the song goes, ” Happy birthday to you, thanks for flying Jet Blue! You look like a monkeeeeeeeyyyyy… and you smell like one too!” But Brooke sang it differently. “Happy birthday  to you, thanks for flying Jet Blue! You look like a monkeeeeeeeyyyyy… and you smell like three four!”

It took me TWO MONTHS to figure out that at the end of the song, the ‘one too’ sounds to her like ‘one TWO’. And after ‘one two,’ comes ‘three four!’

Anyway, I was cold and wet and tired. But I had fun anyway!

In case you’re new here, there’s a girl named Boo who I tell a joke to every time. So here it is!

Why did your sister cut a hole in her new umbrella ?

Because she wanted to be able to tell when it stopped raining.



Hi. Daddy, if you’re reading this, Happy Father’s Day! And to all you dads who are reading this, Happy Father’s day to you too. I hope you’re having a great one.

I’m going to write one word to describe my dad – Awesome. He’s the best dad ever. I bet you other dads who are reading this are the best dads ever too, but I know my daddy and I know he’s the best dad ever.

He cooks and cleans and does everything. He drives us to school, even when he’s not feeling well. And when we’re having trouble with technology, he’s always there for us. He’s pretty good with technology.

He’s also really good at math and science. He’s the one who can help me with my math homework. I’m sorry to say this, Mom, but you’re really not helpful in these subjects!

He does all the laundry – and he always puts my stuff in my sister’s room and her stuff in my room. He just doesn’t know what goes in who’s closet. He once put my mom’s sweater in my closet! But we still love him a lot.

When I was a baby, I used to suck on his nose. See? I loved him even when I was a baby.

He’s always there to make me happy when I’m upset.

He sometimes takes me to baseball games and that’s a lot of fun. He sometimes buys me a snack when we’re at a baseball game like ice cream and we eat up our ice cream while we watch the game. The ice cream there is usually very yummy. We also get hot dogs for dinner. Those are yummy too. But the best part is getting to be with my dad.

Most dads go to work, but mine stays home with us. It’s nice to have him home with us. He picks us up from school and then makes us a snack. He makes everything fun and is always really nice. And he likes to cuddle too!

I like playing with my dad. Sometimes in the winter, we go sledding and we race down the hill. He sometimes watches me ice skate.

Anyway, we have a lot of fun together.

I love him …

… and he loves me too.

Boo … This is a letter that a kid sent to his dad from college and then the dad sent a reply. I thought it was kinda funny. Bye!


Dear Dad,

Happy Father’$ Day and be$t wi$he$. $chool i$ really great. I am making lot$ of friend$ and $tudying very hard. With all my $tuff, I $imply can’t think of anything I need, $o if you would like, you can ju$t $end me a card, a$ I would love to hear from you.

Love, Your $on

The Reply:

Dear Son,

I kNOw that astroNOmy, ecoNOmics, and oceaNOgraphy are eNOugh to keep even an hoNOr student busy. Do NOt forget that the pursuit of kNOwledge is a NOble task, and you can never study eNOugh.




I hope you remember Brooke. I’ll bet you do. Well,  you might remember my conversation with Brooke a while ago. Well, I’m doing another one. Part twooooo. 

All right, I’m just going to start right off. 

ME: Brooke …

BROOKE: Bye, Dorothy. I said goodbye to Dorothy.

ME: You did. Now, Brooke ..


ME: Do you lke glitter or shiny things?

BROOKE: Shiny things. And glitter.

ME: Both?


ME: Now, Brooke.


ME: If you had to pick big or small, which would you pick?

BROOKE: Small.

BROOKE: Is that a sock on his nose?

She’s watching Elmo gets dressed and he has a sock on his nose. She always says that at that part.

ME: Yeah. Hey, Brooke, what’s that you’re eating?

BROOKE: Toasted toast.

I think that’s really cute. 

ME: Who’s your favorite Sesame Street friend?

BROOKE: I like Prairie Dawn better.

ME: What’s that you’re drinking?

BROOKE: Juice that’s orange.

She means orange juice, if you don’t know. 

ME: What are you watching?

BROOKE: Elmos’s World.

Her favorite show. She watches it ALL the time.

ME: Which one?

BROOKE: Sleep, getting dressed and teeth brushing. Who’s your favorite teacher?

ME: Mine?


ME: Mr D and Ms A. Brooke, right now is my turn to ask questions, OK?


ME: Do you like bouncy balls or …


ME: … or Sesame Street friends?

BROOKE: Sesame Street friends! Bouncy balls AND Sesame Street friends. That means both.

ME: Do you like nightgowns oR PJs better?


ME: Brooke, which do you like better , nightgowns or PJs?


ME: Which do you like better, jeanie stuff or dresses?

BROOKE: Dresses. Do you hear that?

ME: What’s your favorite color other than …


ME: … other than pink?

BROOKE: I don’t know. What’s that noise? Knock knock.

ME: Who’s there?

BROOKE: Banana!

ME: Oh no not this one. Banana who?

BROOKE: Knock knock.

ME: Groan. Who’s there?

BROOKE: Orange.

ME: Orange who?

BROOKE: Orange ya gonna lock the door and let us through?

It’s a joke from Dora, but she changed unlocked to lock.

ME: Ha Ha. Brooke, how do you like to wear your hair?


ME: No, that means like pony tails, Piggy tails, braids, down ..


She said she likes to wear her hair up, but she really doesn’t. It’s just from a Rapunzel show she likes where Rapunzel says she likes to wear her her up, way up. And she thinks her hair is really super long like Rapunzel’s. (It’s not.)

BROOKE: So they can breathe.

She’s watching the astronaut on Elmo’s World.

BROOKE: Please don’t stop.

MAMA: Please don’t stop what, honey?

BROOKE: Believing.


ME: Brooke, what’s your favorite drink?

BROOKE: All of them!

ME: All right, thank you Brooke.

Our interview is done. Mostly because I can’t get her attention away from the TV and it’s really frustrating. 

BROOKE: It’s Veronica Monica!

I asked her to pause it and she screamed. ‘Noooooo!’ It’s so frustrating. I think I might try again a little later in the day when she’s not occupied by the TV or the computer or iPad or anything. In the meantime, Boo, I guess you already got your joke from Brooke. If I do another post later, I’ll give you another one.

– Katie

Thank you mama for typing everything that we said.

We went to the fair yesterday and we had a lot of fun.In the car, we said, “goin to the fair – woot woot” like a million times. It was pretty funny. As I said, the fair was SO much fun. I can’t really describe it in words, so I’m just going to show you some pictures from it, k? K.

My sister horseback riding

ME horseback riding

Brooke getting her face painted with rosy cheeks. No matter where we are or what we do, Brooke has to have rosy cheeks and that’s it. No matter how many choices there are – we tell her she can be a clown or she could be a kitty cat, “No, I would get rosy cheeks.” At least it’s easy for the face painter!

Brooke in a scooter race. This is one of her favorite things to do in OT (occupational therapy) so she knows how to do it.

Brooke tied for the moment. The suspense! (In the end, the girl beat her by so much, but she came in yelling, “I’m winning, I’m winning” and we all clapped.)

Me getting ready for the scooter race. I got my butt kicked, but my scooter got stuck in the middle of the race.

Boing! Boing! Wooosh! Me doing a flip in the bouncy castle! Wheee!

After I got my face painted and Brooke got her face painted, we posed for a picture. I was a bunny!

Me picking up Brooke in line for the bouncy castle, the second time.

There was this one ride / game type thing where you race the person next to you to the top. As you can see, I’m not in the picture. I beat my sister by a lot. I was waiting for her on the bottom of the slide at the end cheering her on.

The fair was a lot of fun. While Brooke was on a few rides that would probably make me hurl (like the Spider, which she went on three times, which was just like the spinning tea cups at Disney World) I went and played some games. When you play games, you get tickets, and at the end of the fair you could go inside and trade your tickets for prizes, like at Chuck E Cheese. I got a really cool bracelet, I got Brooke some jacks and I got my babysitter a frisbee to play with with her dogs.

After we got our prizes, Brooke spotted the ice cream truck. “Can we get some ice cream, pleeeeeeease, please, please?” then she started doing the ice cream cheer – “I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream!” Well, my mom, she had to give in.

Brooke got a snow cone, my mom got a chipwich and I got a Looney Tunes cup, which is just a cup with three flavors of ice cream – french vanilla, a cherry-ish flavor, and something that tasted somewhat like a blue gumball. It was good.

Boo! I almost forgot about you, but don’t worry. I didn’t. Ready for your joke? This is one I made up a long time ago.

What is the prettiest ride at the carnival?

The fairest wheel.

(Fair can mean pretty.)


Hope you guys get to go to a fair today too!


(Thanks to my mom for helping me put the pictures in this post.)

memorial day

On Friday, there was an assembly at school. Our principal, Ms L, announced that we were staying home on Monday for Memorial Day and everybody cheered. I’ll bet if you were a kid, you’d have cheered too when you heard that news. No school! Yeah!

But really, it wasn’t really a cheering matter. Ms L stood up and said that Memorial Day wasn’t something to cheer about. She asked if anyone knew why. A boy I don’t know raised his hand. “It’s for the people who are dead,” he said. Ms L said, “Not exactly. It’s a day to remember the people who have died in wars.”

Now I knew why we shouldn’t cheer. I mean, I didn’t cheer in the first place cause I wasn’t sure what Memorial Day really was, but still.

Just knowing the fact that people have died in the wars it’s just amazing how they would do that for us. I’d like to say a thank you to my ‘Uncle’ Paul, who fights in the Army, to Major Russell, who also fights in the Army and to Sergeant Major William, who is in the National Guard.

Thank goodness they’re all safe, but today still makes me really appreciate what people like them do for us every day.

I don’t think I’m going to do a joke today. On a day like this, I don’t think it’s a very good idea. Sorry Boo.

Thank you to all the soldiers who do so much to keep us safe every day. I wish I knew all your names, I would write them down so you’d know I was talking to you too. I only wrote the ones I knew. Thank you though. Thank you to all of you.

Camping, uh … sorta

Last night Brooke and I went camping. Sort of. We kinda set up the camping gear in my room, cause Mama didn’t want us outside. It was fun anyway. I put up my tent and Brooke slept in my teepee. Yes, we did bring a couple of pillows, stuffed animals and two sleeping bags and a TON of books. I think I might have emptied out Brooke’s whole book shelf! For me, I just brought a few long chapter books.

She got kind of upset last night cause I was sniffling and it makes her ears hurt. She said she was scared. I’m not sure if she was really scared. She might have been, but I think it was more that she was hurt and maybe a little angry. I wouldn’t say scared, but I guess it’s possible.

She doesn’t really understand the names of emotions.They get mixed up in her head and then she doesn’t know what to say so she just says scared. Like when I asked her how she felt when she was crying, she screamed “HAPPY!” And of course I don’t think that was the right answer. We practice with her and it helps a little, but sometimes it’s really frustrating when she screams that she’s happy with tears streaming down her face.

She finally calmed down and we went into our tents. We took all of the books out of the teepee and put them next to it. I think I kinda went overboard with the books. She might have been buried in there! I also put in, in case she finished the books – which was doubtful – a soccer ball, a toy car that I built, and three Barbie dolls. I left about two books in the tent in case she wanted to read before going to sleep. I did the same. I turned on my flashlight and opened my book.

I could hear next to me “MmmmMmmmmMMMmmmmmMMMmm” … the little stimmy noises that she makes. Soon I heard her softly singing, “Row your boat” I just smiled. Sometimes her noises and songs are pretty annoying, but this time I liked it. It made me feel calm. I curled up and fell asleep.

Someday I hope I get to go camping outside, cause the inside version was fun, but I’ll bet the outside version would be even more fun!

All right, Boo!  I found this online and I think it’s funny. And it’s a camping joke!!

Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson go on a camping trip, and after finishing their dinner they retire for the night, and go to sleep. Some hours later, Holmes wakes up and nudges his faithful friend. “Watson, look up at the sky and tell me what you see.” “I see millions and millions of stars, Holmes” exclaims Watson. “And what do you deduce from that?” Watson ponders for a minute. “Well, astronomically, it tells me that there are millions of galaxies and potentially billions of planets. Astrologically, I observe that Saturn is in Leo. Horologically, I deduce that the time is approximately a quarter past three. Meteorologically, I suspect that we will have a beautiful day tomorrow. Theologically, I can see that God is all powerful, and that we are a small and insignificant part of the universe. What does it tell you, Holmes?” “Watson, you idiot!” he exclaims, “Somebody’s stolen our tent!”

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