Roo The Day

I poot signs up to tell people that I am selling sea shells. I also poot one up in the nabirs yard. I bet thar are going to be a lot ov people. do you think thar are going to be a lot ov people too? I bet you will.

wut is going on with me is my neck hrts and my shodr hrts becus i am sick.

prinssesis are my fafrit grls in the hor wrld. i have fun with them evin i have fun with thar dresis.

Today is my birthday and I’m six years old and I love my birthday and tomorrow I’m going to be seven!

(huh?)

i lost my tooth my mom taks care of  hr dodr namd ruthie zug.

this is my blog. i luv my mom and my dade namd brian janifer.

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(Note from mom: this is the first post Ruthie sounded out and typed all by herself! Yea for Kindergarten!)

I love my birthday. It’s in the spring.

I love my baby that I got for my birthday.

I love my cousin Kayden, I love my uncle Brad, I love my aunt Michelle.

And I love my friend Kaitlyn.

(Here’s another from July 4th 2008 — I helped my dad write it)

Hi Kayden –

I love you. I have fun when we get to play together. I hope you are having a fun summer.

Love –

Ruthie

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(This is from July 4th, 2008 — but my dad never got around to publishing it)

Dear Wall*E –

I had a dream about you last night. It was so great. In my dream, we played together and we played with my purple care bare and ball.

We played fetch with my dog scout.

Thanks for coming to visit my dreams.

Love –

Ruthie

I love my kindergarten and I love my teacher.

And when my tummy gets hurted I take a rest. I went to the nurse and I laid down for awhile, but first I had to take my temperature and she said I was normal. And then I had to go back to my class when I was ready and my tummy wasn’t hurting anymore.

The I went to lunch and then I went to rest time. And then I gave my teacher some paper that had a whale on it.

Then I went to my seat that has my name on it. And sometimes Angel changes it some more, just like she did last night. Angel is a girl in my class. And then I forgot my note for my teacher, but I’m bringing it today.

The end.