This is a collection of bedtime stories, written and told by me to my little girl.



















Monday, January 24, 2011

Summer Day

There once was a little girl named Summer Day. All that she wanted was to
be able to go outside and play. The only problem was that it was cold and
wintery outside. She couldn't go play when it was so chilly, she might get
sick. So Summer waited. She sat by her bedroom window and watched as the
winter slowly passed by. Finally she couldn't stand being cooped up in her
house any longer. She didn't care how cold it was she was going outside to
play. She put her coat and hat on and out the door she ran. She ran and
jumped and played all day long. While she was outside it actually started
getting warmer. By mid-day there was no longer a chill in the air. Summer
was so happy to be outside that she played until she fell asleep outside in
the yard. Her mother and father carried her to her bed. They knew that now
that it was nice outside that Summer was going to be outside every day.
While Summer slept that night she dreamed about all the fun she was going
to have over the next few months. Playing outside was her favorite thing to
do. She was so happy that now she could play, at least until winter came
again.

Told on Jan. 24, 2011

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