Summertime is sweet ’cause I get to play outside, in shorts, in the warm weather AND I get to eat all my favorite things: hot dogs, cheeseburgers, watermelon and POPSICLES.
Popsicles might be one of the greatest inventions ever. I mean, who thought of that? It’s like ice cream on a stick. And if it’s the kind I like the best, it’s got bubble gum or something awesome in the center. The only thing I don’t like about popsicles is…. they melt. And yesterday, mine melted ALL OVER the carpet. I don’t even know what happened! I guess the popsicle just tasted so good that I didn’t even notice I was dripping it all around my feet. Mom caught me—like she always does, and she said “Stevie, popsicles are for the kitchen!” But I don’t know why… cause the drippy stuff came right off the Downs carpet. At least, that’s my story. And I’m sticking to it.
Father’s Day means Dad gets to do whatever he wants… which is cool for me, ’cause I almost always want to do the same things he does! Today, Mom made us all breakfast, we gave him our Father’s Day gifts (I got him a #1 Dad hat), and then Dad and I got to watch all the sports we wanted in the living room! It was SWEET. Just me and Dad, hanging out… until Mike came in and knocked over my soda with his tail. Man was I scared! I thought Mom was going to kick me out of the living room, like she usually does whenever Mike does something bad and it gets blamed on me, but Dad came to my rescue. He said to my Mom, “It’s okay, right? We’ve got Downs! Besides it’s Father’s Day!” and she gave in. Stevie and Dad—and Downs—for the win!
So, yesterday was Flag Day, and mom gave me a project to do. I wasn’t very excited about it—it was like homework in the summer! But, she wanted me to draw an American Flag, so I did. AND I colored it in the living room, so I could catch all my favorite shows at the same time! Problem with that was, when I pulled the picture up off the carpet… you guessed it. There was red and blue marker EVERYWHERE. And, Mom walked in RIGHT THEN. She saw the mess, and before I could say anything she was back with a damp towel. It’s such a good thing we’ve got Downs… the marker stains came right up… and she really liked my flag.
School’s out for the summer, and you know what that means, right? Biking and rollerblading and VIDEO GAMES and dirt forts and swimming and everything awesome! I’m so excited—but why does Mom seem so stressed?