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Pizza Ranch Fiasco

Introduction: On my three year old brother's birthday, we went to Pizza Ranch with Grandma and Grandpa. Chapter 1, Check-In:  We got in Pizza Ranch and checked-in. We had number 24. Chapter 2, Light-Up Toys: You would all like to know what the number is for, it is for Grandma's blueberry pizza. Well, Miles wanted a light-up toy so he lied to Grandma and said, "How much money does it cost?" Then Mom said, "I said no!" Then Mom struggled to get the boys in the car and Grandma had her blueberry pizza. The End Moral of the Story: Blame it on the blueberry pizza. 

My Great Vacation Day

Hi. It is me, Lauren P. Rouse. Today I'm talking about a boy and a window. Intro : On vacation, never leave a boy in the car. Chapter 1: First Night (Wisconsin, July 2016) On the first night of vacation, we were unloading the car and (dun dun dun), Isaac locked himself in the car. He was having lots of fun pressing his face on the window. Mom was FREAKING OUT!! She went to the {front} desk {at the campground}, nobody was there. Mom went to a nearby neighbor. He showed Isaac pictures of the lock. Isaac did not listen. Finely, Isaac grabbed his blankets and went to lay down and Dad had enough and busted the window. Moral of the Story: Never go on vacation with 1 year old boys! The End

Life with Three Younger Brothers

Hi this is me, Lauren P. Rouse talking! I would like to ask some questions. 1. Has your mom every left Pizza Ranch crying? 2. Has your little brother ever locked himself in the car? 3. Do your little brothers have problems with the car blinkers? Well, all those questions have a story. Alright, it's time for me to introduce myself before I have to wrap up. The basics: My name is Lauren Rouse. I'm 8 years old (soon) and I play the violin. Well, that's all for this portion of the blog. bye, bye, Lauren P. Rouse