Not perfect.

Yesterday was an interesting day.  Everyone in the family was grumpy.  Normally, that would not be a good blog, but since some people told me it sounded like everything about this trip is perfect, I decided to clear up that delusion by posting Bennett's writing assignment for today.  Ha!

UTTERS AT THEIR CAMPSITE

"There is a cute little squirrel," yelled Elliott excitedly.

"This place is a mess!" grumbled Dad loudly.

"Stop whining!" screamed Mom frustratedly.

"I am hungry," complained Bennett annoyingly.

"Waaaaaaaaaa!" cried Wyatt and Iyla sadly.

"Let's go scooter," said Elliott pleadingly.

"Here's your breakfast," mumbled Mom tiredly.

"This is a F," uttered Iyla incorrectly. (really being a T)

"I love this camper!" shouted Elliott lovingly.

"Can I do another poem like this tomorrow?" asked Bennett pleadingly.