Kari Fillupps
I am Karina. My friends call me Kari. This is the story of me and my life as a big sister.
"Mom," I yelled.
"Yes, Kari?"
"Dale needs a diaper change!!!"
"Okay, be right there."
Dale is my new baby brother my mom had seven days ago. I guess you would say he's my mom's pride and joy. "MOM!"
"Coming honey," mom said with a sigh. She stood up walked out of the room and took a cloth diaper. She changed Dale and walked away so she could finish Cheaper by the Dozen 2. I was walking to the door so I could close it for Dale's nap. Before I could get there, Dale threw his spiky ball at the back of my neck. I turned back around and Dale was standing up getting his arm ready to throw the next toy.
TO BE CONTINUED. . .
"Mom," I yelled.
"Yes, Kari?"
"Dale needs a diaper change!!!"
"Okay, be right there."
Dale is my new baby brother my mom had seven days ago. I guess you would say he's my mom's pride and joy. "MOM!"
"Coming honey," mom said with a sigh. She stood up walked out of the room and took a cloth diaper. She changed Dale and walked away so she could finish Cheaper by the Dozen 2. I was walking to the door so I could close it for Dale's nap. Before I could get there, Dale threw his spiky ball at the back of my neck. I turned back around and Dale was standing up getting his arm ready to throw the next toy.
TO BE CONTINUED. . .