It was early in the morning and it was quiet too quiet. There was a suspicious noise in the house, or was just the snoring of my dad. I raced around the house that day, and hunted down the mess that stood in my way.
I did the dishes, so my mum would wake up to a clean house I cleaned, I schemed a plan. I tidied up the mess and sat down to watch some television. Well I told you that was my plan, or did I not, I was so excited for Mothers day. I woke my dad to make us breakfast for mothers day. It was fun, but too fun.
What I actually did in the morning was clean the dishes, clean the house, (clean the hole of the hairy mouse.)
clean the hallway and everything else. My dad got up before me to make us all some breakfast.
