I baked an apple pie for my grandmother’s birtday, which was today. However I had alreay agreed to babysit my neighbour’s kids, so I didn’t go to the birthday.
I was pretty happy about that, because I wasn’t lookimg forward to old people asking about school and university. I don’t know why but I always feel uncomfortable talking to family about tht stuff.
So I was glad I was spending my time babysitting, however I couldn’t eat the apple pie I’d made. (I know first world problems, sorry)
Then my parents came home and it turned out that some pie was left over! I ate it. Yummie!
On a different note, a baby princess is born! Congratulations to William and Kate! I’m very excited about it, and I’m very curious about her name.
Only just when writing this I realise that my grandmother now has the same birthday as the princess.
Have a nice day!