Most people call it H-O-R-S-E, but I'm calling L-L-A-M-A.
Tonight my dad and I were playing basketball together and decided to play a game of L-L-A-M-A. I had beaten my dad at P-I-G but never L-L-A-M-A, but to my delight I WON! A couple of minutes later I asked if he wanted to play again. He said "sure just let me finish what I'm doing first."
I waited for a few more minutes just shooting around then he said "alright I'm ready."
We played the game and in about the middle of the game he called me an automatic baseline machine. Couple of minutes after that it got really intense because we both had 3 out of 5 letters. I shot another baseline and it went in, my dad shot it and it didn't go in, so now he had 4 letters. I shot it in the same place it went in, my dad shot it and he missed! I had WON again! My dad said "Congratulations!" I was, and still am, really happy but my dad put up a really good fight as well!
Probably not. I haven't thought about it, but I had one last night.
My best friend Katelyn and I had a sleepover this past Wednesday to Thursday. We had loads of fun! I was really excited to spend some time with her because I don't see her much anymore since its summer we are both really busy! I have not seen her since softball and softball ended a couple of weeks ago. It was so awesome to see her again! I can't wait to see her later this month in band! love her so much! :)