I'm so sorry that I didn't write this yesterday. The truth is, I was too tired to write anything, giving that I had a full, hard day, or, um, half a full hard day. Plus I came home at 20:00, and that didn't help matters either. More on all of that later. So anyway, in the morning, Isabella woke up "earlier" than me, (So not true!!!) and was rejoicing when I finally dressed up for breakfast. It was like, 85 degrees outside, and it was still 8:00. Grandpa wanted to go and buy a fan with Isabella and me, but grandma strictly forbade it. So, instead grandpa took us to a park he loved when he was younger. Turns out that over the years, the park had changed quite a lot. Surprise, Surprise! Still, grandpa found a playground and let us play. We played for about one hour at most. When we were done playing, grandpa secretly took us to buy the fan. After that, when we got home, we had lunch and started doing the normal things, cleaning, reading, building fans, you know, the usual.
We spent another couple hours doing this, until grandma came home. That's when she took us for a walk around that few museums around the house. little did we know that it was Monday. On every Monday in Vilnius, all of the museums are closed. Because of that, we just want on a very long walk.
When we came back, dad was already home. It was about 6:00 (Time flies when you having fun!)We had dinner all together, and then Dada, Isabella and I went down the road for dessert. I had a chocolate potato, and Isabella had a lemon sorbet. Isabella didn't like her ice-cream that much, so we ended up sharing our desserts.
dad had something fun planned for us with our friends, so he took us on a 40 minute long trek through the town to a bounce house. They had so many trampolines and a few cool new attachments too (We went there last year). Our friend and his two pals came too. One of his friends was another girl, named Isabella, age 8. Though she was eight, she was as mature as any girl in my class and that was really cool about her. The two boys, on the other hand, where really mean. They hit us and called us names etc. When we came home two hours later, we were tired, sore and yeah, just really, really tired. Now I go of to do great things (cough, write blog, cough). Goodbye to you all!