Monday, March 5, 2012

My bruther hase bugirs.

Seven year old Rose decided to write a poem about her brother.

In case you are not adept at reading a first graders phonetic spelling, here is the translation:

My Brother Has Boogers
by Rose

My brother is nice.
He likes to eat spice.
Sometimes I like to wrestle him,
My brother's new name that I am giving him is Kim.
Tonight we go on my mom's phone and talk to Siri, that is one of mom's apps.
My brother likes songs
 but one thing is wrong,
HE HAS boogers!!!!!