Hi, happy people! Hope you all had an AWESOME Easter! Sorry that this is late, but I had a SUPER busy weekend! My dolls had an awesome Easter (me, too!). Anyway, here is a photo story!
Everyone was doing their own thing to pass time before a very special guest arrived!
The girls had fun decorating the house in pretty flowers! Some blue ones on the desk chair.
Orange on the couch.
Purple on the dinning room chair.
And RAINBOW on the bunk beds! And what the girls were doing…
Izzy was practicing dance.
Saige and Tracy were playing Pokémon X on their DS (I don’t know how to make “DS” plural)
“Go Eeevee!” Saige yelled.
Caroline was making sure that the flowers were arranged just right.
Molly was putting on perfume.
Emily was reading her book, Runaway Mice.
Chocolate Chip and Coconut, well, playing!
“Perfect!” exclaimed Caroline, carefully pushing in the chair. And then…
The flowers slipped! “Noooooo!” she wailed.
Then the doorbell rang.
“I’ll get it!” Molly squealed, grabbing her camera and dashing towards the door.
“Clean up, everyone!” Caroline hollered, fixing the flowers.
Isabelle slipped her shoes on, grabbed her book on dancing, turned off her CD player and ran to put them away.
Tracy and Saige slid off of the bed and put their DS away.
Emily placed her book back on the bookshelf.
Molly opened the door. “Hi Ms. Turner!” she screamed, “Oh, uh, SORRY!”
“Why, hello, Molly,” Viola Turner said, laughing quietly. “Jillian’s Easter outfit is in this bag,” she said, holding up a blue duffle bag.
“Hello, Ms. Turner. Welcome! I’ll take that bag, and help Jillian get changed,” Caroline said, taking the bag.
“Come on, Jilly. I’m sure you’ll look cute as a button in you’re dress!
“I wanna selfie!” Molly hollered, snapping a pic. (If Molly takes a picture of herself and Viola Turner, is it still called a selfie?)
“Wow! Can I please, please, please, have your autograph?!” Isabelle screamed, holding out a pen and notepad.
(This is not the picture Molly took)
Click. “I HAVE to send this to Kit,” Molly murmured, looking at the picture on her camera.
“Here, Miss Isabelle,” Viola repeated.
Izzy ran off to her bed and stowed the notepad under her pillow.
Molly hid in a corner behind the dinner table and started writing Kit.
Viola Turner is at our house for Easter!
“Ms. Turner,” Caroline said, motioning at Jillian.
“Do I look nice, Mommy?” Jillian asked, looking up at Viola.
“Yes, dear. You look nice.”
“Hey! Jilly!’ Saige said, standing next to the dinning room table, near Molly’s hiding spot.
“Wanna piece of chocolate?”
“Yes!” Jillian exclaimed, rushing over to the table.
“Uh oh. They’re coming over to the table. I gotta run!” Molly thought as she saw the group heading toward her hiding spot.
She grabbed her camera, pencil, paper, and envelope, and started crawling.
Molly crawled under Isabelle’s bed. “Whew! I’m safe!” She thought.
“Now, to continue my letter. Viola can’t see me, so, she can’t object.” Molly whispered, picking up her pencil.
“Here you go,” Saige said, handing Jillian the chocolate Kiss. “Thank you!” Jillian exclaimed, taking the Kiss.
“Jilly,” Izzy said in a sing-song voice,”Wanna see something funny?”
“I take that as a yes,” Isabelle announced, turning to face the mirror.
“TA DA!!” Isabelle exclaimed, turning around. She had taken the little birdie off of the lamp and stuck it in her hair! “I sure hope you like your new nest, little bird,” Izzy said, talking to the bird.
“He he, Isabelle, you are so funny!” Jillian said, laughing.
“Enough of that,” Caroline said with a meaningful look at Isabelle. “Let’s go outside now. We can have our Easter Egg Hunt!”
“Easter Egg Hunt!” Jillian squealed,”I’m going to get the most eggs!”
“Yes, let’s go outside! I want to do the Easter Hunt, too!” Emily said.
“Wait. Where. Is. Molly!?” Saige demanded.
“Here!” Molly shouted, crawling out from under the bed.
“Well, what are we waiting for? Let’s go have some real fun!” Tracy yelled. “Race ya!”
“I’ll be right there,” Isabelle said.
~And that is the end of part one!~