The Dream

Last night I had a really weird, but cool dream. It was about our family, here at our house.
Mom kicked everyone out of the house but her and Amy to do some big job. I can't remember what it was, but it was something like cleaning the house and unloading all of our stuff from all of the boxes and putting it in there place. (She didn't know how long this would take.)
So she tolled us to go outside. Mom wouldn't let us into the house.
It was getting colder and it was almost time to go to bed and we had to make our shelter.
So we were starting to make it when all of a sudden it started to rain. It was raining hard by the time we got it done. (I didn't have any chocolate milk. It was hard without it.)
When we went to Camp Bartlet, Joseph took the "Wilderness survival" merit badge, he new what to do. He and Dad mostly made the shelter. Ryan did somthing else, Owen was happy it was raining, and I did hardly anything. We went to Joseph's friend Bens house to eat.
It was hard, but at the end of the week Mom let us come in to the house.

It was cool.



I had a glass of chocolate milk for lunch.
good-bye