Saturday 2:02 pm (Kitchen)
My mom is baking brownies. We're gonna use it for our tea party. Ding. "Oh look, it's ready!" My mom hands me and my friends a plate each. I take a bite, but it taste so bland. Well, I don't care I love my mom's cooking. "Mmm... doesn't it taste good?" I asked. My friends then replied with a nod.
Saturday 6:25 pm (Living Room)
Daddy came home from work. I went to hug him. I told him about the beautiful tea party we had today. I also told him how mommy baked for us. I was confused, instead of a reply he asked "Aren't you hungry?" I replied, "Huh? What do you mean, daddy?" "Nevermind." He shook his head. He then tuck me in bed.
Hush little baby don't say a word,
Mommy's gonna buy you a mocking bird.
If that mocking bird don't sing,
Daddy's gonna buy you a diamond ring.
Mom sang to me. My eyes blink groggily. I then slept.