the sleppys

The three older children performed the piano at a recital last weekend.

Taylor: Birdling’s Serenade, Indian War Dance
Kyle: Minuet in G, Bourree
Ty: Sonatina in G, Spinning Song

When I grow up I want to own a restaurant. I really do. I think the name should be named: Gordon Ramsey. Everything thing will be cheap. Really cheap. The macaroni and cheese and three dollars, and the steak is two dollars. Blueberry juice is fifty cents. That is the most expensive drink. If you want, you can order to go home. Taco, Yogurt, and for dessert is this kind of thing called Jello with yogurt, and a slice of cake. Vanilla with chocolate. I cook with Daddy almost every night. And Daddy said: “If you want, when you are grown up you can go to culinary school or, cook for a living. I want to go to culinary. Mommy said: “Culinary school is a lot of money, you are going you are paying, not I. Maybe on Saturday, I can open my diner for Mommy and Daddy. It will be great. I think. I hope Gordon Ramsey will come. I will be the waitress, and cook. I will cook for the poor. Some bread, and soup,and a lot of good food. A real lot. The diner will be closed at 9:00 at night. And open at 9:00 in morning. Maybe I can hire some people. Anyway, I really want to cook on my own.

Taylor Anne Sleppy

When it came to reading, I taught Ty to read before he turned five years old. I helped Kyle learn to read a little bit, and Ty did much of the work. Kyle was reading before he turned five. The boys helped Taylor learn to read one summer that they were taking swimming lessons… before she turned five. I only read some Hooked on Phonics books with her, but I can’t claim that I actively taught her to read.

The babies, Kendall and Talon, are now reading “cvc” words (consonant/vowel/consonant), mostly words with “a” and “i” as the middle vowel, man, pig, can, et cetera. The three older children have taught them to read. Taylor plays “School” with them, teaching them letters and numbers, and Kyle and Ty read to them, too.

We have a Primary Phonics workbook, but they are still not writing in it, just looking and filling in the blanks in their minds.

We took our American flag down today.

It is no longer inspiring.

When I ask people to recall events of past April 19ths, they mention Waco and Oklahoma City.

The conception of the American Revolution, the Battles of Lexington and Concord, was forgotten.
The battle for liberty has been erased from American minds.

On April 19, 2013, the residents of Watertown, MA, a town only miles from Lexington and Concord, allowed the police to enter their homes.

Strangers with guns entered the SAFEST places for
children, babies, the elderly.

In American Homes.

America cheered, justifying these means, when the bombing suspect was captured. The mainstream media applauded. The town gathered for the police parade that Friday night.

We took our American flag down today.

It used to fly in the breeze when our doors were open.
It used to be in the background of every Google Hangout.

Taylor teared up. I told her not to cry: America is in a coma.
Americans had guns pointed at them by other Americans — to protect them! — and celebrated the same jack booted thugs afterward.

Jack
Booted
THUGS

We took our American flag down today.

It only inspires resentment toward fake, liberal patriotism.
It only reminds us that we no longer live in a free state but a

POLICE STATE.

I would like to fly our American again when America rises out of its security-and-safety induced coma.

WAKE UP, AMERICA!

Hi! I am Taylor. Are you thinking who I love best? D-a-d-d-y. Joke: What do you call a cat that is mad? Answer: Pussy cat. Funny huh? No. It doesn’t make any sense. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Can’t you stop it! Okay. (Hey.) (I can tell you my full name.) 999,999,999 years later. This my last post. My full name is Taylor Anne. The Anne is from my Great Grandmother. She died before I was born. Her name was Grandma K. Her full name was Kathleen Anne Sleppy I love her. Even she died before I was born. I love her so much. Daddy says She lived till she was 90 or 95. I have 3 math problems just for you. Is 99 greater or less than 1,000? Answer:1,000 is > than 99. What is 1,230 +1,230? 2,460. Is 12+12+12 24? No!!!!!!! It is 36. (This post is for Grandma Kay.) (Up in Heaven with Jesus and the Holy Spirit.) (And my pets and all the dead animals.) I love Grandma Kay!!!!!!! I pray for you Grandma Kay. I pray.

I like Jake Scott and Mercury Morris, did you know that Larry Ball was the only person to play for an undefeated team and a winless team then he signed up for the Tampa bay Buccaneers they went 0 to 14 that season.

Guess what I captured the castle on Typer island.

I am the middle child in the house. Ty is the oldest, Kyle is the second oldest, Kendall is under Me, Talon is annoying! Daddy is the oldest oldest oldest. Mommy is the oldest oldest. Now let’s talk about the ages. Daddy is 43. In four days he will be 44. Mommy is 33. Ty is 10. Kyle is 9. I am 7!!!!!!! Kendall is 4 .Also Talon. I can spell the 12 months, January, February, March, April, May, June, July, September, October, November, December. I like to draw and make crafts.Yesterday I hurt My legs. By running to much. I like being 7. I am smart to.900 +900 =1800.See! I like doing Ballet. I like it a lot!!!!!!! I like so much even sometimes I do it in the afternoon. Yesterday I got 3 books of Ballet. I have a math problem for you. What is 345-345? If you can’t figure it out I have the answer 0! It is 0000000! Who is the savior? It is : Jesus.And God noun as Holy Ghost.And don’t forget the Holy Spirit. I learned how to type by typing instructor for kids 3. Without it I wouldn’t be typing here now. I like Cops.I don’t know why. But I love DADDY.(I will always love him as long as I live.) (I promise.) Good bye. Daddy’s real name is Tim Sleppy.

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Now let’s hunt for eggs.

The Easter Mouse came by our house and left the children three dozen eggs. They ate their bounty while they watched Resurrection videos, movies, and just had a happy, relaxing Easter Sunday. Don’t worry. They know the true meaning of Easter. They know why Christ was crucified, died, and was buried, rose again on the third day: to fulfill the Scriptures as the Lamb of God.

Their maternal grandfather brought cheeseburgers and fries. We all had a quiet (except for the neighbors who took three hours to mow their lawn) day.

Here are some photos from the Easter Egg Hunt.

Last Tuesday, our sweet, gentle, imaginative child completed his ninth revolution around the Sun. I knew he would say, “Luis Suarez” when I asked him what he wanted on his cake. I’ve drawn Bionicles ablaze, Link in a swirling sword motion, a safari scene; Luis Suarez didn’t seem to present a problem.

Dad took Kyle out on a Birthday Hike. For every child’s birthday, Dad always takes the birthday child on his or her own hike, either at Matheson Hammock, Costellow, Long Pine Key, or Bill Sadowski. This time, Kyle and Dad went to Bill Sadowski. I don’t know what they did. Kyle will have to record the event.

They came back, and Dad picked up Ty and Taylor to pick up some birthday presents that they wanted to purchase with their own earned money. Kyle’s maternal grandfather came by to take Kyle out to lunch. They went to a Peruvian restaurant around the corner. I don’t know what they talked about, Luis Suarez ad Liverpool, maybe. After an hour and a half, both parties came back.

While the house was quiet with the older people out and the younger people busy playing, I worked on Kyle’s cake…. with a toothpick. I started out with a frosting bag and the fancy tips like usual, but this figure just wasn’t cooperating. I poked dents into the frosting with a toothpick and smeared the colored frosting with the same toothpick. Using this method, I achieved the number 7 on Suarez’ shorts, the Adidas lines, and the cleat’s spikes.

When I came home from work, he opened his presents. Ty gave him earmuffs. Now all the children have sound protection for school. Taylor bought Drumsticks ice cream waffle cones.

He was really happy with his cake. It was a good day for him, I think.