How this blog came to be...

My name is Mom. I am writing these blog entries on behalf of my son, "J". My son was inspired to start his own blog on behalf of a Disney show that he enjoys called, A Dog With A Blog.  When he approached me with the idea of a blog, I thought that it was a brilliant idea as it could be a way to help him document and sort his ideas, especially since his mind is swimming with zany creativity and wacky inventions pretty much 27/7. Being that his seven year old mind works faster than his fine motor skills and patients are willing to let him type, I will be typing his entries for now (all the while helping him understand the general boring rules of sequencing, sentence structure, and conventions).

An Interview With J

What is your favorite colors? Green and orange
What is your favorite food? Hot dogs
What is your least favorite food? Cooked spinach
What is your favorite holidays? Christmas and Halloween
What is your favorite TV show? Kickin' It
What is your favorite movie? Diary of the Wimpy Kid
Favorite music/singer? Kidz Bop
Favorite author? Mo Williams
Favorite words? Invent, Oxy Clean, insurance policy, and porta-potty
What is your favorite school subject? Science with Mrs. P
What is your least favorite? Math
Who is your idol(s)? Ben Franklin and the Wright Brothers
What is the name of your best friend? D
If you could have one wish, what would it be? To have a super power to fly and go threw walls
Where is one place you want to go in the world? Hollywood
What animal would you like to be? A tiger so I could run around and jump on other animals - as I would be the top of the food chain.
What do you want to be when you grow up? Age 22-32 a science teacher. Age 32-65 a spy.
What is your happiest memory? When I first came out of Mom's belly and saw my mom and dad
Saddest? When Grandpa G died
Scariest? Space Mountain at Disneyland
What 3 words describe you? Cool, smart, kind

Parakeet

 In science there is a parakeet that I take care of. The name of the parakeet is Bluebell. I give it food and water. Not even the science teacher, Mrs. P, knew how to tell if the parakeet was a boy or a girl.

So, I found out from a parakeet book that I got from the library how to tell a boy from a girl parakeet. I told only a few people that I knew I could trust what I learned. I told Lil, Luke, Lea, Matt, and Sarah in a whispering voice, "The parakeet is a girl!"

But, I ended up not being able to trust Matt. He yelled out to everybody, "The parakeet it a girl!" He made me cry because I thought I could trust him with my secret.

The End