In case you couldn't tell from the title of my post, I'm officially on winter vacation - the key word here being vacation - except, I think someone forgot to tell my parents. Why, you ask? Well, let's review how my week has gone so far and what the rest of my "vacation" looks like, shall we?
Friday: We had a half day of school. I arrived home from school at noon, hoping to be able to spend the day with my best friend, Natalie, but was immediately told I had to help Mom do my laundry (oh yeah -that's one of my chores now, did you miss that post?)
Saturday: Dad woke me up early because he decided he wanted to paint my room, and I had to help him. Yes, you heard me correctly. I guess he finally decided twelve years with purple walls was enough - only guess what color paint he bought without even asking me? Light Purple! I officially give up.
Sunday: Mom decided it would be fun if we baked Christmas cookies together just for us, since she already baked several dozen during the week that she gave away as gifts. We baked twenty-five dozen. Do you know how many cookies that is? It's THREE HUNDRED ... for the FOUR people in our family. I'm just saying. Cookie anyone?
Today (Monday) - I had to get up at 6:30am. That's even earlier than I have to get up on a normal school day. Would you like to know why? Because Mom scheduled an 7:30am dentist appointment for me. During my vacation - when I should be sleeping in and not be having sharp metal objects stuck inside my mouth. (P.S. ... he told Mom I should try to stay away from sugary treats over the holidays ... like cookies ... )
Tomorrow (Tuesday) - Mom has already told me she will need me to help her clean the house even though she just cleaned it on Saturday (with my help after I finished painting), because we're having company for Christmas tomorrow. I hope Aunt Louise and Uncle Stan like cookies.
Wednesday (Christmas) -You would thing this would be a day off, but I already know that Doogle will come jump on me at the crack of dawn to wake me up Christmas morning, plus Mom expects me to help her in the kitchen, etc, so that she can have a day off. What?
Thursday - No rest for the weary on the day after Christmas! Mom thinks day after Christmas shopping is our special bonding time. I don't have the heart to tell her otherwise. It's always an exhausting day.
Friday - Will I actually get a day off to enjoy my vacation? Nope! Dad has the day off from work and wants help cleaning the garage which happens to be full old toys and stuff. This will no doubt take all weekend.
Well - I don't want to bore you with the rest, but it's pretty much more of the same until back to school on January 2nd... when I get to go back to school to rest - er - I mean learn...
Happy Holidays everyone!
Until next time
Hi - I'm Millie. Well, Millicent Marie really, but you can call me Millie. I'm twelve years old. This is my blog. I hope you like it. Tell all your friends, but don't gossip, because gossiping is wrong. So is bullying. I know this for a fact. If you want to know how I know, read my book. Thanks for stopping by!