dinner at the cardons

I came home from buying Quinntin a birthday gift and my dad asked if I would like to go to Matts and Ashleys for dinner. "They're having pizza," he told me. On our way to their house we stopped for gas. My dad went in to pay and there was a creepy guy next to us that kept starring. When my dad got in the car, I wanted him to give the creep a dirty look, but my dad is better than that. We got to Matt and Ashleys right as Matt put in the pizza. I learned, he likes his pizza a little on the burnt and crispy side. We talked, Matt read me some poems, we looked for any sign of an owl and I held little Eliza. We ened by eating dessert and picking up rocks that were put there by mother nature. I drove home, yes, on the free way. I am still scarred to drive on it so luckily, dad was there to help and support. He let me listen to my choice of music too, so it put me more at ease. Thank you Matt, Ashley and Eliza for dinner! It was great.

i think it's funny how matt says booped, replacing the words- fart or toot.