Family pics.

Here are a couple of rat pics for ya!

Adorable i know. i call eet: Single file ratties! :

iiiiits bird time! intoducing: angel!

Here are the pics of my family.
thats me.

Here's owen, (right) and mom. (left)

Here's owen on top of dad. (ha!)

Glasses pics

If you'll look to the left, <<<<< you'll see i FINALLY put up that pic
u all wanted!

Hey everybody! iv'e FINALLY gotten ratty pics!
You'll see them over to the left. <<<<
anyway, here is a personality profile on my wittle darlings. :)

First, we have Suki,
The angelic little cutie rat.

Fave cuddling place:

My armpit when I’m on my bed
Reading.

Fave food:

Kale kale kale.

Pet peeve:

People who don’t devote themselves
To giving her love.

What she would say if she could talk:
Gimme love, gimme love gimme love.

Biggest Problem with personality:

She can’t fight back to ANYTHING the others
Do to her.

Then Meisha.
The accident prone, mischievous, little devil.

Fave cuddling place:

My shirt.

Fave food:

Anything Suki happens to be eating
At the moment.

Pet peeve:

Closed doors.

What she would say if she could talk:

I WANT ADVENTURE! LEMME OUT OF HERE!

Biggest problem with personality:

She is NEVER out of trouble.

Finally phoenix.
The lazy little squishy rat.

Fave cuddling place:

The basket I hung in their cage.

Fave food:

Chickpeas.

Pet peeve:

People who pick her up when she’s sleeping.

What she would say if she could talk:

Gimme a melon now.

Biggest problem with personality:
…

Play/Party/Sleepover.

Heydee hidee hodee! anyway.
before you read the rest of this, take a good long look at the title.
got it? good.
because the whole point of this post,
is for me to tell you, just WHAT a Play/Party/Sleepover is, and how i came to be invited to one!
yaaay.
any way, a Play/Party/Sleepover, is when you see a play, go to a party, then have a sleepover.
now, (sit down if you arent already. this might take a while.)
First of all, i am going to see a play with my grandmother today. but, my friend lucy's birthday party, happens to be on the same day. (her real birthday was yesterday. she's ten now!)
so, we managed to squeeze them both in. and THEN mom said we could have a sleepover. well of COURSE i said yes!
anyway, thats how i came to have a name-to-long-to-type-again.
THE END!

Tae-kwon-doe

Hey guys! well i guess the title gives it all away huh?
I got me a class on tae-kwon-doe! (by the way, i have NO idea if i spelled "tae-kwon-doe" right. plz tell me if i didn't!)
i made a really nice friend called Sophia. (she's a white belt too, we met on the first day. :) )
I'm ten, she's thirteen, I'm in fourth grade, shes in eighth grade, i'm unschooled, she goes to school, but hey. we make a nice pair! (granted she can play a little rough sometimes.)
at first, classes were pretty easy. the master is pretty nice, and he always tells us if we're doing something wrong. but today, oh man. three laps round the gym, then jumping jacks, three laps,
then push-ups, three laps then squats. then the basic, i-can't-remember's: High block, high block, middle block, middle block, low block, low block, punch.
then, belt by belt, lowest to highest, we had to start doing jumping jacks, and all that other stuff, until the other belts were done. (i don't know why, but the white belts had it harder. WE started first, and ended at the same time.