Saturday, November 12, 2011

day twelve: saturday story

I know I promised another horse-centric tale today, but when I was going through all of my stuff I unearthed this gem. I think you'll find it filled with intrigue (and unnecessarily mean older sisters).



"She was pretty, but she was mean." Of course.


I don't know why our young heroine was asked to put on her nightgown before dinner. Also, I feel it necessary to note that I distinctly remember going back and adding in the older sister's chestal area at a later date. Ha.


Okay, I distinctly remember loving broccoli and potatoes when I was a kid, so I don't know where I was drawing my character inspiration from. Also, the mother in me wonders, where's the protein?!


Nice bunkbed, right? A triple decker! Also, why is their older sister so mean? Where was the hostility coming from, seven-year-old me?



So they woke up at 11:30, and were discovered at 11:32. Ahh, remember when you were a kid and thought you had all the time in the world?


I hate to disappoint you, but the content of that meeting will not be revealed. Sorry, guys.


Just for the record, I don't think this Bilbo had anything to do with Bilbo Baggins. I'm pretty certain I swiped this feline name from another book. Also, seriously, how cute is Bilbo the cat with his pink nose and thick whiskers?


Wow. Their parents are...attractive, huh? Look at all that glorious hair their mother has.

I seriously can't wait to hear what you guys think of this one.

3 comments:

Allison said...

I was sorely disappointed not to learn about the meeting they had on the third bunk.

I think Linda is Dad's illegitimate child from before he married the other kids' mom. Linda and her mom must've taken some sort of payoff and are living in their car, having squandered all of their payoff on trashy romance novels. So Linda is bitter that these three kids have such a fancy house (it must be fancy with its 3-tiered bunk bed!). She's also probably never had protein because they don't have any money--she didn't even know to give them more than potatoes and broccoli.

So how old are all of these kids? I mean, Linda's all developed, but Brenda is an obvious mother figure to the younger boys. Maybe Linda is like 16 while Brenda is about 10 and the boys are much younger?

Poor Brenda, though, being sent directly to put on her nightgown...that's just demeaning.

One last thing--how did all three fit in the top bunk together? I have limited experience with bunks besides college, but I can't imagine fitting three kids up there.

I do love the illustrations, though :)

Patty said...

You know, I always imagined there were such things as triple bunkers, too.

I was so very impressed by your vocabulary! "Thundered down the stairs!" Nice one, little Cassie!

Anth said...

Are y'all ever in for a treat! May I present the triple bunk bed:

http://www.bunkloft.com/bunk%20beds%2026.html

I heard those existed but have never seen a picture.

I didn't think Linda was actually that bad of a babysitter. I mean, if the kids I was babysitting plopped down in front of the tv at 11:32 pm, I'd be pretty steamed too. Though I did assume the potatoes and broccoli for dinner was supposed to be proof of Linda's meanness.

And um yeah. The mom is so...fundamentalist. Can I say that?

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