Episode 3

 Jeremy is a small but spazzy kid. He has a stylish hair cup that he enjoys gelling back to make him look fancy in all of his little suits. I personally think he looks like a little buttler with a kick ,but that's just my opinion. He's pretty skinny from most 5 year old kids and somehow is still just as strong that everytime he hugs me I can literally feel the air being squeezed out of me! And the smaller one Ayden is a bit more calm and shyer than Jeremy is, but when you put these two together they can make a mess bigger than fire season after all the trees are gone!

Ayden is a lot smaller for his age as he was born prematurely but he's a strong kid. Unlike his brother he prefers his hair just a bit longer and more unruly I mean seriously you take this kid anywhere and he always looks like he has bed head, Ayden is only three years old but hes crafty, everytime my mother tells him to go change so we can go to the store he ends up putting on his day time clothes over his pjs. Somehow my mom will never notice until we step inside the door and he starts stripping his clothes looking like a cozy little kid that just crawled his way out of bed.

Once they were done with what looked like a little resling match, they both ran to the kitchen and started rummaging through the cabinets and fridge looking for something to satisfy their hunger, even though they knew they had to wait for mother so come and make food for them. While this was all happening I was busy looking for a pair of shoes to wear. All of our shoes were stacked in these little blue boxes each one labeled and decorated to our liking. Mine was the one on the top it had my name,“Kaileidh”, written at the beginning of it and a little pink flower that I drew on with a crayon. Inside were four pairs of shoes but the ones that caught my eyes were my little brown boots with a pink swirl pattern going up each side, they were a little worn but I loved them nonetheless. I call them my cowgirl boots, they’re my favorite so of course those were the ones I chose.

After I was completely done getting ready for the day I went over to our front door to grab my pink and purple barbie backpack. I then through it over my shoulder and began to walk over the the couch, when I sat down it felt like I was sitting on a lawn chair old and worn, with pieces of thread sticking out from the eges and the cracks, it's not the best couch in the world but we make due with what we got, I mean it's better than sitting on the cold tiled floor.

After that I just sat and waited for my mother or father to wake up so they could take me to school. The only sound in the house being my rowdy brothers waiting for my mother to come downstairs to make them a bowl of cereal, and Scooby running around trying to get rid of his morning energy. I then began to think about what we would be doing in school today. “It's Wednesday so it'll be an early release, thank God”, I thought to myself. My mother said something about her dropping me off and my father picking me up. I would never admit it but I loved it when my dad would pick me up in his big truck it always made me feel cool and special. Like I was the only kid in the world at that moment.

His truck is really big compared to me as he always has to lift me up just so I can get in. It has a big black metal cage around it that he walked all by himself, and the truck itself was painted a light green color. Me being me I gave it the nickname the green booger scene. I wasn't a huge fan of his color choices. I remember always climbing on it like it was one big jungle gym. My father didn't mind and only told me not to stand on the top so I don't either fall or make a big dent on its roof.

My mother on the other hand wasn't too fond of the idea of a clumsy little seven year old being a monkey on his truck, but over time let it slide as I had never gotten hurt,...yet. Anyway back to reality. My mother in all of her glory began to descend down the stairs, she was wearing some fuschia sweatpants and a big black shirt with her hair in a big messy bun. My mother works nights at the hospital so whenever she takes me to school she just rocks her pj’s like a cool mom so when she gets home she can just crash. In my opinion she is the best mother in the world, and yes I know that all kids may say that about their parents but in my eyes it's true!

My mom is really short compared to my dad but that just gives her an excuse to make him get her stuff off the top shelf at the store. She has long brown hair like mine and big blueish green eyes like a big medo exploding in your mind when you look into them.

My mom reminds me of a beautiful fairy scene. She has really pretty white spots all over her body, she gets these because of a thing called vitiligo? I don't really know what it is. She doesn't really like her white spots but I always remind her that she is the most beautiful woman to walk the earth. And no I'm not trying to suck up to her, I just know it's true and anyone who disacrease is just a big meany!

Once she reached the bottom of the stairs she gave us all a weak smile, told us goodmorning and went to the kitchen to do what I assume is making herself some coffee and preppear my little brothers’ breakfast. When she came back she had a cup of steaming hot coffee in her hands as she slowly walked to the table. After she set her cup down she went back to the kitchen and grabbed my brother's bowls of cereal and poot one in front of each of them, they both thanked her and began to enjoy their food. She then sat with my brothers as they began to talk amongst themselves. All the while Scooby was running around trying to catch everything my brothers dropped off the table.

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