Fishing, looking for bull frogs... Last spring, I caught myself the biggest, meanest lookin' bull frog this side of Minnesota! Boy, he sure was angry when I caught him. Pa told me to let him go after my dog Bandit chased him into the barn and scared the horses.
I'd like to meet my ol' dog Jack again. Pa says that he's in heaven, and that one day we'll all see him again. I can't wait to show him the new dress ma made me.
Mr. Edwards sure plays a harmonica something awful. I bet you he could be a singer in the county fair if he wanted.
Books are more of Mary's thing. I'd rather go outside and play then have my nose in some dumb ol' book.
My pa is the greatest man alive.