What Ever 3rd issue

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On the day I got out of school, I went home, I forget exactly what happened, but I think I got locked out of the house… On Sunday, my grandma and grandpa came to do some stuff. We decorated a half frozen Xmas tree in our living room. Everything was pretty mellow ‘till Christmas day… I woke up, walked downstairs, ate breakfast, and realized I was completely dizzy and my stomach hurt. Reader, no matter how stupid you are, you can probably guess where this went… I was incredibly sick the whole day. Now, let me go into the gruesome details- WHAT WADDIA MEEN “NO” OK, OK, I WON’T TELL, GEES! It was a very strange atmosphere that night when my other grandparents came (See, on my dad’s side we take turns having the family for Christmas.) they did the usual, “My heavens you’ve grown,” and “OH Forrest I LOOOOOVE YOUR GLASSES!” After I told them I was sick, they slowly backed off, for it was late at night… The next morning I was still dizzy but I was Quote: Better Unquote. All I did the next day was hang out, and wait for the next day ‘cause my cousins were coming! Well my cousins did come, 45 minutes late they screeched to a stop outside our door. They paid the taxi guy 5 bajjilion katrillion dollars and came in side. Lets just say it was at the least, chaotic, you know in all the Narnia movies when the two armies are running at each other and at the last minute before impact they squeeze between rocks, so that the battle is only being fought in between two boulders 20 yards apart? Well, that’s what happened to my family. On my side: My grandma, grandpa, mom, dad, brother, and slowly meandering behind like some wimp hoping that he wasn’t going to have to fight was, me. On the other side, my uncle, aunt, 4-year-old cousin, and my 18 month cousin. Their side actually won in the end ‘cause nobody actually wanted to penetrate their walls because it was something like -5 degrees out. So we just stalled on the threshold giving hugs and kisses to whoever was closest, finally people realized they looked like total dorks, hugging and kissing the same people over, and over, again… So we just sat down in the living room and started chatting… That is ‘till Bjorn (18 months) started crying. Then Bjorn turned into something like a banana. He was all cute and cutily until he started crying, no doubt he was still cute, but his peel sure came off to reveal the fruit inside! Remember, kids can be cute and loud at the same time…
Well once everyone was settled in, Justin (My brother) was playing with Jackson (4 years old) upstairs. I was having fun with Bjorn. I would start crawling toward him growlin’ and he would give this adorable little giggle and sprint away from me at .5 miles per hour, he would run through the dining room to the kitchen then he would get scared by the dish washer and run back. I would then pretend to be asleep and right when he ran past me on route to living room, I would get up and chase him back. This could then go on for several hours when it then got quite exhausting…
I’m sorry to say I forget a lot of what happened that day, so the next day, Saturday, we went to downtown Western Springs to show them around. We had a lot of fun going from shop to shop. The next day we went up a level and took them to down town Chicago. So, me, my brother, my mom, my dad, two uncles, 1 aunt, my grandpa, my grandma were all trotting along Michigan Av. looking for somethin’ to do. We went to the Cultural center, and sent helicopters (Tiny pieces of paper) 6 stories down to where an uncle would catch it. We went to a tie place and I had the spicy basil leaves and told my cousin that the Jalapeño pepper was a cucumber (Ha Ha Ha!). Finally, we went ice skating, this was SOOOO much fun! We had a perfect view of the skyline from the rink! It was very funny to see Justin improve! At first he stumbled onto the ice, at the end he was almost skating without help (This was his first time ice skating.). So we took the Metra back home, all people under 9 years of age and a couple grown-ups crashed when we got home… NOT ME!!! I stayed up with the majority of people, talking about random stuff that didn’t necessarily affect me. At about 12:30 I hit the sack.
The next day was the last day of everyone except my grandparents and one of my uncles. We went to Blueberry Hill in downtown La Grange for breakfast. We went to the bike shop (The one with the picture of the guy who looks like Paul McCartney) to pick up my bike- not that I was going to use it or anything, but just to have it home. The bad news is that the frame is broken; the good news is that I get a new bike…
Well we said goodbye to everyone that was leaving and then things got boring… We played card games all day that day (We played 7-up 7-down). The next day Mark Genszler came. We played more and went for a hike in the nature preserve where Justin and I had lively daredevil contests about walking on the “frozen” floods.
It got pretty boring again until New Years Eve where we had LOTS of fun. So all in all I ENJOYED WINTER BREAK!

Forrest Stewart signing off for MCC News