Re-create cartoons (choose specific ones) ____
Learn more about my dolls (how they communicate through me and what they like, etc.) ____
Buy notebook/journal to document doll adventures and scrapbook ____
Set up baby Sophie's daycare ____
Start off her day with nice warm bottle and oatmeal. Let her watch some cartoons (maybe Teletubbies, Kipper, Sesame Street, Barney, etc.). Give her some toys to play with. Have her go on a Rugrats-esque adventure, recreate an episode of Rugrats. Have the girls help me babysit her and do some activities with her. Let her use coloring book. Do storytime for her and her sisters (cycle through girls to pick out storybook). Talk about the book afterwards, guess what's gonna happen in book (while reading). Do the bookworm challenge, find paper with instructions and points system I had made. ____
Set up doll club (where we talk/learn/study/research things together and plan out honor days, give out awards, set up challenges, do presentations, etc.). We will be giving out tasks (daily,weekly) and each doll gets their own task list to check off and turn in when completed for awards/prizes, presentations of finds (for example, rocks). We will go on scavenger hunts for projects. We will study nature and observe animals, plants, etc. while taking notes and photographs. Girls can keep diaries/journals/documents of their days and adventures. ____
Getting started for our Smart Cookie Club:
Get the girls bags/backpacks and supplies needed (pencils, notebooks) ____
Set up office/meeting area ____
Start writing out task lists ____
Set up goals box ____
Set up Honor Day ideas box ____
Creative Day:
Do a dolly photoshoot (out in nature and also a Halloween/Autumn themed one) ____
Start a scrapbook to fill up with all our memories ____
Start a video game to complete together ____
Set up Pinterest account for ideas ____
Sunday, October 11, 2015
Wednesday, October 7, 2015
Doll Play: The Vampire King
Camille walked into the bakery, taking in the scent of freshly baked cookies and cakes. "Mmm, I wonder what I'll get today.." She then noticed a strange man she had never seen before, standing behind the counter and smiling at her.
"Why hello there, how are vee doing?" He greeted her in a weird Transylvanian accent, sending shivers down her spine. "I am zee new owner of zees bakery, I'm looking forvard to meeting all your sweet tooth's needs.." He chuckled and walked over to a sample tray that was sitting on the counter. "Von't you try our new vloody treats?"
Camille was a bit hesitant, but they did smell quite delicious.. "Okay.." She slowly walked up to the tray and grabbed a cookie.
"Zees are my special oatmeal raisin cookies, with a hint of vlood.." Just as he said that, Camille spit out the cookie.
"Blood...?" She was confused and slightly creeped out now.
"Vat eez eet? Do you not like my cookies?" He seemed a bit dissapointed, "How about some donuts with very special filling?" He winked.
"N-no thanks, I have to head back home now.." She started making her way out of the bakery.
"But vait! I have more that you might enjoy!" He took out some cupcakes with a dollop of red stuff on the top.
"Let me guess.." Camille eyed them suspiciously, "The frosting is made from blood?"
"Oh, no, not at all." He handed one to Camille, "Just some yummy red frosting I whipped up. it's my favorite color, you know." He then started to chuckle again.
With that, Camille ran out the door. "This must be some sort of Halloween prank...." She thought as she raced home. The sun would be setting soon and she had no time to waste. "And what happened to the old owners?" She wondered, but then she just shuddered and shoved the thoughts away.
~TO BE CONTINUED~
"Why hello there, how are vee doing?" He greeted her in a weird Transylvanian accent, sending shivers down her spine. "I am zee new owner of zees bakery, I'm looking forvard to meeting all your sweet tooth's needs.." He chuckled and walked over to a sample tray that was sitting on the counter. "Von't you try our new vloody treats?"
Camille was a bit hesitant, but they did smell quite delicious.. "Okay.." She slowly walked up to the tray and grabbed a cookie.
"Zees are my special oatmeal raisin cookies, with a hint of vlood.." Just as he said that, Camille spit out the cookie.
"Blood...?" She was confused and slightly creeped out now.
"Vat eez eet? Do you not like my cookies?" He seemed a bit dissapointed, "How about some donuts with very special filling?" He winked.
"N-no thanks, I have to head back home now.." She started making her way out of the bakery.
"But vait! I have more that you might enjoy!" He took out some cupcakes with a dollop of red stuff on the top.
"Let me guess.." Camille eyed them suspiciously, "The frosting is made from blood?"
"Oh, no, not at all." He handed one to Camille, "Just some yummy red frosting I whipped up. it's my favorite color, you know." He then started to chuckle again.
With that, Camille ran out the door. "This must be some sort of Halloween prank...." She thought as she raced home. The sun would be setting soon and she had no time to waste. "And what happened to the old owners?" She wondered, but then she just shuddered and shoved the thoughts away.
~TO BE CONTINUED~
Tuesday, October 6, 2015
Doll Play: Kirsten's Nightmare Part 2
Baby Sophie was crying in her crib all alone when Kirsten walked in. "Oh dear, I'm so sorry Sophie." She reached in and gave her- her pacifier. She stared up at Kirsten with watery eyes as if she was pleading with her to save her.
Emily walked into the nursery, "Finally the fussy thing stops crying."
"Emily!" Kirsten exclaimed, "This is our baby sister, what are you talking about?"
"Yeah, no one really cares for her. We just give her things and hope she shuts up. We don't have time for babies." Emily turned around and started to walk away.
"How could you say that?" Tears started rolling down Kirsten's cheeks, "You love Sophie!"
"Pffft," Emily stopped halfway down the hall, "I don't know what fantasy world you've been living in, but it's time for you to snap back into reality."
"I wish I could," Kirsten tried pinching herself, "Don't worry Sophie, I'll take care of you."
The queen was laying on her bed like a gigantic slug and stuffing her face with candy and cookies as Kirsten peeked in from around the corner. She lightly knocked on the door and braced herself for the yelling and insults that would follow. Instead, the queen replied in a sickeningly sweet tone, "Who is it?"
Kirsten cleared her throat as she shook with nervousness, "It's Kirsten, your highness."
"Oh, the maid.." Her tone significantly dropped, "Well now that you're here, why don't you make yourself useful and bring me some chocolate pudding? And quickly!"
"Well, you see, I was here to let you know about Soph-" Kirsten tried to finish.
"I said quickly!" The queen sounded furious now and Kirsten scurried away.
"Do we even have any chocolate pudding?" Kirsten thought as she walked into the kitchen, panicking.
Ginger walked in behind her, "Oh good, you're here. I need you to bake me something."
Kirsten could hear baby Sophie crying from down the hall. She had to go get her a bottle as soon as possible, but everyone seemed to always need something from her. Kirtsen sighed, "What is it?"
"Well now, Sour Sally, I want you to be a little more enthusiastic about baking me stuff. I mean, it's a privilege after all, these cupcakes will be presented tomorrow in front of my class as my project. I'd say, you should be quite honored that I'm choosing you to bake me something."
"Yes.." Kirsten went along with it, "So what kind of cupcakes?"
"Oh, chocolate of course! What a silly question! You know I love chocolate. Or rather, you should know." She shot her a look of concern, "Anyway, I need them baked and ready for tomorrow morning." With that she skipped out of the room and left Kirsten alone to her work.
"Great, now I have to make pudding and cupcakes.." She frantically searched the kitchen for pudding mix, but all she found was vanilla pudding. "Oh dear, well I'll just make this and let her know it's all there was.."
When the pudding was finished and the cupcakes were baking in the oven, Kirsten hurried upstairs to the queen's room to deliver her bowl of pudding.
Fearful of her reaction, Kirsten walked in and quietly set the pudding bowl down on her bedside table and hid behind the door. She quietly watched as the queen stepped out of the bathroom wearing a robe, "Thank you, dear!" She chanted when she saw the bowl.
Kirsten quickly made her way back down the hall and to the kitchen.
"Vanilla?!!" The queen's loud thundering voice echoed down the hallway and made Kirsten flinch in terror.
"Oh no.." She thought as she pondered on a hiding spot. Wasting no time, she ran and hid inside the pantry behind barrels of grains and flour.
The smell of burning cupcakes suddenly infiltrated the air. "Oh no!" Kirsten had forgotten all about them. But there was no time to take them out now, she could already hear the queen furiously coming down the hallway and then Sophie's cries joined in too. "Sophie's bottle!" Kirsten had too much on her plate and now she was about to suffer a terrible fate.
The queen stomped into the kitchen and stopped to sniff the air, "What's burning?" Then she noticed the oven was on. "Who left this on?!" She demanded.
Just then, Ginger walked into the kitchen and exclaimed, "My cupcakes, they're burning!"
"Why did you let them burn?!" The queen scolded Ginger. Sophie's cries could still be heard from down the hall.
"But mom, I wasn't-" Ginger quickly spoke up and was interrupted.
"You useless imbecile, go fetch that whiny baby a bottle! It's giving me a migraine!"
She scanned the kitchen, like a hawk hunting it's prey. "And where's that good for nothing maid of our's?" Kirsten stayed hidden in the pantry, shaking from fear. "How dare she give me vanilla pudding, when I specifically asked for CHOCOLATE!"
Kirsten gulped and thought to herself, "I have to find an escape.."
Camille came in from the backyard and started to stretch and take in a big breath of fresh air, when she caught whiff of the burnt cupcakes. "Oh yuck," she held her nose, "That is so not what I want to smell after a good work out.." She hurried out of the kitchen still holding her nose and nearly bumped into Ginger who was groaning.
"The little scoundrel won't take it.." She slammed the bottle down on the counter, "Isn't this Kirsten's job anyway?"
"Well where is Kirsten?!" The queen demanded, "Quickly, go look for her!"
"She probably won't take the milk because you're giving her old expired stuff!" Kirsten wanted to yell out at them. When she had checked in the fridge for milk earlier, there was a lot of old expired milk cartons as if they rarely bought any milk for her, much less fed her. Sophie was practically skin and bones. And where was their father?
"Father's coming home! I just got word of it!" She suddenly heard Emily pipe up. Everyone cheered, except for the queen who seemed a little worried.
"When is he coming home?" She momentarily was distracted and walked out of the kitchen.
"Well he has just arrived from his expedition and is traveling back home as we speak, so most likely tomorrow." Emily said in a cheery tone.
"Great.." The queen mumbled, "We have to go to market to fetch some more milk and send that little wretched Kirsten to her room in the attic.."
"The house is still filthy though.." Esmeralda pointed out.
"Didn't I tell Kirsten to tidy the place up?! What a good for nothing child she is!" She stomped down the hall in search of her, "We must find her, now! I will have her pay with a wooden spoon to the bottom!" The girls snickered and followed her down the hall.
"Oh dear, I must find a way out now!" Kirsten quietly crawled out from behind the barrels and peeked out from the pantry. The coast seemed to be clear, she could hear everyone going down the hallway, away from the kitchen. "This is my chance!" She made her way across the kitchen towards the hallway and stopped before entering.
She could hear them going up the stairs now, "Fee fi fo fum, I smell the blood of a little one!" She heard the queen chanting as her step sisters sang along after her between giggles. Kirsten ran across the hallway to the entrance leading to the big main room with the grand palace doors that led to her freedom.
"I'll just have to hide out somewhere till father comes home and then I'll tell him everything!" She accidentally spoke out loud to herself.
"Oh, he won't believe you," He heard a voice say then chuckle. "It's practically one against six.. I mean, they'll just cry and plead and make him believe that you're the evil problem child and he'll ban you to your room in the attic." The voice paused, "Don't you know already? I mean, you've been suffering this fate for years now, since your father married the queen."
"Who are you?" Kirsten quietly called out, "This must be a mistake, I don't recall any of this.. I just want everything to be normal again.."
A little fairy fluttered out of the shrubbery that decorated the room, "I don't mean to frighten you, Kirsten, but I've been watching you for quite some time." She noticed the surprised look on Kirsten's face, "Oh allow me to introduce myself, dear. My name is Lydia, and I'm your fairy godmother." She was small with long blonde hair and wings that looked like they were made from a million tiny crystals.
"Now I know I must be dreaming," Kirsten shook her head and ran to hide in a corner. "I just want to go home," she kept repeating as she sat curled up in a ball rocking back and forth on the ground.
"Oh you poor thing," Lydia flew over to her, "Well if that's what your wish may be then I guess I'll just reappear you in another room, I mean, this is where you live after all.."
"No wait," Kirsten stopped her, "Just reappear me back in my bed, sleeping, like I was before this happened. And have me wake up before my mother and sisters find me, please!"
"Okay..." Lydia lifted her wand and 'poof!' before Kirsten knew it, she was back in her bed all snug. She could hear angry footsteps and voices coming towards her room. She looked around and noticed she was in an old dusty attic, spiders weaving webs above her. She closed her eyes and whispered "Please don't let me down, Lydia.." Without further warning, the door slammed open and the queen stood there holding a wooden spoon in one hand.
"There you are, you little weasel! And just who gave you permision to take a nap?" She stomped over to her, her sisters close behind her waiting for the daily 'Kirsten gets tortured' show. They had an evil gleam in their eyes and in their smirks; these weren't the sisters that Kirsten knew and loved. This cold hearted woman wasn't the same caring, kind hearted mother she knew.
"Please wake me up," she closed her eyes and whispered as the queen neared her, now smiling an evil smile.
"Get out of that bed, now!" The queen ordered, smacking the wooden spoon on the side of her bed post. Kirsten hesitated, waiting to be awoken any second now.. "I said, now!" She smacked the spoon a second time, but this time louder so that you could hear the 'pang.'
Kirsten shuddered, panicking, "Why can't I wake up?"
"Wake up?" The queen started to laugh, "What you think this is a dream?"
Loud laughter broke out and Kirsten started to worry, "What if this isn't a dream?"
"How do you like your nightmare, Kirsten," the queen scowled and raised the wooden spoon to smack her on her bottom, but luckily Kirsten reacted quickly enough to roll over and have her miss. She hit the bed and growled, "Gahhh! You little weasel!" She chased after her.
"Come on, wake up!" she pleaded with herself, as she rolled around the attic floor, dodging every hit. Kirsten stood up and began to run, but tripped and fell back down. The queen stood above her and raised the wooden spoon up high and swung it down over Kirsten's bottom, but just as she did the spoon dissolved into thin air and dissapeared. And then shortly after, the queen's hands began to crumble away into nothingness as she stood there shrieking and panicking at the sight. Then her sisters began to perish into thin air as well, as they screamed, but the void of nothingness sucked that in as well until there was just silence. Slowly, everything around Kirsten began to twist and morph back into her old bedroom again. And she rubbed her groggy eyes before looking around. "I-I'm home!" She happily exclaimed as she jumped out of bed and ran to find her sisters. Camille was in the living room doing aerobics when Kirsten ran in and nearly tackled her on the ground, "Oh Camille, it's you! You're back to normal!"
"What do you mean?" Camille looked confused.
"I had a horrible dream that you and all my other sisters were evil mean step sisters that treated me like Cinderella and mom was the wicked stepmother and oh it was horrible, Cami! I'm just so glad everything's back to normal!" Kirsten ran out of the room, leaving Camille a bit bewildered.
"Emily, Esme!" Kirsten called out to her sisters as they sat in the family room, eating chocolate pudding and playing checkers.
"Oh no," she stopped and noticed the pudding, "So there was chocolate pudding!"
"Um, yeah.." Emily looked over at her, "Want some?"
"Oh, please no. No thank you," she responded as a trail of goosebumps went down her back.
Emily and Esmeralda looked over at her with confusion "Okay then..."
"I'm just so happy to see you two are back to normal again!" Kirsten smiled.
"Were we not normal before?.." Esmeralda questioned.
"Oh, you know.." Kirsten winked.
And she left the room, leaving Emily and Esmeralda speechless as they looked over at each other.
"Hey, what's up with Kirsten?" Candice walked over to them after being hug attacked, "She's acting a little strange.."
"I mean, isn't she just strange?" Emily pointed out and they all had a little chuckle.
"True.." Esmeralda responded.
Kirsten ran into the nursery and noticed Sophie fast asleep mumbling "Noo, no mowdy mewlk.." She leaned down into her crib and kissed her on the head. "No moldy milk, ever again." She whispered and smiled.
On her way out, she bumped into her mother. "Oh Kirsten, sweetheart, there you are!"
"Mother!" Kirsten jumped up to hug her, "I missed you!'
"Oh, but we haven't been apart for long." She leaned down to hug her, "Aww, Kirsten, you're a sweetheart."
"Mother, I had a horrible dream, everyone was evil and mean to me! I was Kirstenrella!"
"Oh I see. Well it was only a nightmare, so don't you worry your little head about it." She patted Kirsten on the head. "Oh, by the way, will you do the dishes and sweep the floor for me?"
Kirsten was momentarily filled with fear again, but then noticed her mom smile. "I would really appreciate it."
Kisrten smiled and said "As long as you don't yell at me because I gave you vanilla pudding instead of chocolate. And as long as I don't have to make Ginger cupcakes for her school project. Oh and as long as no one calls me Kirstenrella."
Her mother chuckled, "Oh silly Kirsten, was that all part of your dream? Of course you're not Kirstenrella, you're my little special helper. Just like your sisters. Ginger is doing laundry right now and Emily and Esmeralda are going to help fold and put away the clothes. While Camille and Candice prepare dinner."
Kirsten seemed relieved, "Okay, good. I'll go get started on those dishes then." She skipped off as her mother smiled behind her and shook her head.
"Oh Kirsten," she said to herself as she walked back into her room, "Pudding does sound quite delicious right now.."
Emily walked into the nursery, "Finally the fussy thing stops crying."
"Emily!" Kirsten exclaimed, "This is our baby sister, what are you talking about?"
"Yeah, no one really cares for her. We just give her things and hope she shuts up. We don't have time for babies." Emily turned around and started to walk away.
"How could you say that?" Tears started rolling down Kirsten's cheeks, "You love Sophie!"
"Pffft," Emily stopped halfway down the hall, "I don't know what fantasy world you've been living in, but it's time for you to snap back into reality."
"I wish I could," Kirsten tried pinching herself, "Don't worry Sophie, I'll take care of you."
The queen was laying on her bed like a gigantic slug and stuffing her face with candy and cookies as Kirsten peeked in from around the corner. She lightly knocked on the door and braced herself for the yelling and insults that would follow. Instead, the queen replied in a sickeningly sweet tone, "Who is it?"
Kirsten cleared her throat as she shook with nervousness, "It's Kirsten, your highness."
"Oh, the maid.." Her tone significantly dropped, "Well now that you're here, why don't you make yourself useful and bring me some chocolate pudding? And quickly!"
"Well, you see, I was here to let you know about Soph-" Kirsten tried to finish.
"I said quickly!" The queen sounded furious now and Kirsten scurried away.
"Do we even have any chocolate pudding?" Kirsten thought as she walked into the kitchen, panicking.
Ginger walked in behind her, "Oh good, you're here. I need you to bake me something."
Kirsten could hear baby Sophie crying from down the hall. She had to go get her a bottle as soon as possible, but everyone seemed to always need something from her. Kirtsen sighed, "What is it?"
"Well now, Sour Sally, I want you to be a little more enthusiastic about baking me stuff. I mean, it's a privilege after all, these cupcakes will be presented tomorrow in front of my class as my project. I'd say, you should be quite honored that I'm choosing you to bake me something."
"Yes.." Kirsten went along with it, "So what kind of cupcakes?"
"Oh, chocolate of course! What a silly question! You know I love chocolate. Or rather, you should know." She shot her a look of concern, "Anyway, I need them baked and ready for tomorrow morning." With that she skipped out of the room and left Kirsten alone to her work.
"Great, now I have to make pudding and cupcakes.." She frantically searched the kitchen for pudding mix, but all she found was vanilla pudding. "Oh dear, well I'll just make this and let her know it's all there was.."
When the pudding was finished and the cupcakes were baking in the oven, Kirsten hurried upstairs to the queen's room to deliver her bowl of pudding.
Fearful of her reaction, Kirsten walked in and quietly set the pudding bowl down on her bedside table and hid behind the door. She quietly watched as the queen stepped out of the bathroom wearing a robe, "Thank you, dear!" She chanted when she saw the bowl.
Kirsten quickly made her way back down the hall and to the kitchen.
"Vanilla?!!" The queen's loud thundering voice echoed down the hallway and made Kirsten flinch in terror.
"Oh no.." She thought as she pondered on a hiding spot. Wasting no time, she ran and hid inside the pantry behind barrels of grains and flour.
The smell of burning cupcakes suddenly infiltrated the air. "Oh no!" Kirsten had forgotten all about them. But there was no time to take them out now, she could already hear the queen furiously coming down the hallway and then Sophie's cries joined in too. "Sophie's bottle!" Kirsten had too much on her plate and now she was about to suffer a terrible fate.
The queen stomped into the kitchen and stopped to sniff the air, "What's burning?" Then she noticed the oven was on. "Who left this on?!" She demanded.
Just then, Ginger walked into the kitchen and exclaimed, "My cupcakes, they're burning!"
"Why did you let them burn?!" The queen scolded Ginger. Sophie's cries could still be heard from down the hall.
"But mom, I wasn't-" Ginger quickly spoke up and was interrupted.
"You useless imbecile, go fetch that whiny baby a bottle! It's giving me a migraine!"
She scanned the kitchen, like a hawk hunting it's prey. "And where's that good for nothing maid of our's?" Kirsten stayed hidden in the pantry, shaking from fear. "How dare she give me vanilla pudding, when I specifically asked for CHOCOLATE!"
Kirsten gulped and thought to herself, "I have to find an escape.."
Camille came in from the backyard and started to stretch and take in a big breath of fresh air, when she caught whiff of the burnt cupcakes. "Oh yuck," she held her nose, "That is so not what I want to smell after a good work out.." She hurried out of the kitchen still holding her nose and nearly bumped into Ginger who was groaning.
"The little scoundrel won't take it.." She slammed the bottle down on the counter, "Isn't this Kirsten's job anyway?"
"Well where is Kirsten?!" The queen demanded, "Quickly, go look for her!"
"She probably won't take the milk because you're giving her old expired stuff!" Kirsten wanted to yell out at them. When she had checked in the fridge for milk earlier, there was a lot of old expired milk cartons as if they rarely bought any milk for her, much less fed her. Sophie was practically skin and bones. And where was their father?
"Father's coming home! I just got word of it!" She suddenly heard Emily pipe up. Everyone cheered, except for the queen who seemed a little worried.
"When is he coming home?" She momentarily was distracted and walked out of the kitchen.
"Well he has just arrived from his expedition and is traveling back home as we speak, so most likely tomorrow." Emily said in a cheery tone.
"Great.." The queen mumbled, "We have to go to market to fetch some more milk and send that little wretched Kirsten to her room in the attic.."
"The house is still filthy though.." Esmeralda pointed out.
"Didn't I tell Kirsten to tidy the place up?! What a good for nothing child she is!" She stomped down the hall in search of her, "We must find her, now! I will have her pay with a wooden spoon to the bottom!" The girls snickered and followed her down the hall.
"Oh dear, I must find a way out now!" Kirsten quietly crawled out from behind the barrels and peeked out from the pantry. The coast seemed to be clear, she could hear everyone going down the hallway, away from the kitchen. "This is my chance!" She made her way across the kitchen towards the hallway and stopped before entering.
She could hear them going up the stairs now, "Fee fi fo fum, I smell the blood of a little one!" She heard the queen chanting as her step sisters sang along after her between giggles. Kirsten ran across the hallway to the entrance leading to the big main room with the grand palace doors that led to her freedom.
"I'll just have to hide out somewhere till father comes home and then I'll tell him everything!" She accidentally spoke out loud to herself.
"Oh, he won't believe you," He heard a voice say then chuckle. "It's practically one against six.. I mean, they'll just cry and plead and make him believe that you're the evil problem child and he'll ban you to your room in the attic." The voice paused, "Don't you know already? I mean, you've been suffering this fate for years now, since your father married the queen."
"Who are you?" Kirsten quietly called out, "This must be a mistake, I don't recall any of this.. I just want everything to be normal again.."
A little fairy fluttered out of the shrubbery that decorated the room, "I don't mean to frighten you, Kirsten, but I've been watching you for quite some time." She noticed the surprised look on Kirsten's face, "Oh allow me to introduce myself, dear. My name is Lydia, and I'm your fairy godmother." She was small with long blonde hair and wings that looked like they were made from a million tiny crystals.
"Now I know I must be dreaming," Kirsten shook her head and ran to hide in a corner. "I just want to go home," she kept repeating as she sat curled up in a ball rocking back and forth on the ground.
"Oh you poor thing," Lydia flew over to her, "Well if that's what your wish may be then I guess I'll just reappear you in another room, I mean, this is where you live after all.."
"No wait," Kirsten stopped her, "Just reappear me back in my bed, sleeping, like I was before this happened. And have me wake up before my mother and sisters find me, please!"
"Okay..." Lydia lifted her wand and 'poof!' before Kirsten knew it, she was back in her bed all snug. She could hear angry footsteps and voices coming towards her room. She looked around and noticed she was in an old dusty attic, spiders weaving webs above her. She closed her eyes and whispered "Please don't let me down, Lydia.." Without further warning, the door slammed open and the queen stood there holding a wooden spoon in one hand.
"There you are, you little weasel! And just who gave you permision to take a nap?" She stomped over to her, her sisters close behind her waiting for the daily 'Kirsten gets tortured' show. They had an evil gleam in their eyes and in their smirks; these weren't the sisters that Kirsten knew and loved. This cold hearted woman wasn't the same caring, kind hearted mother she knew.
"Please wake me up," she closed her eyes and whispered as the queen neared her, now smiling an evil smile.
"Get out of that bed, now!" The queen ordered, smacking the wooden spoon on the side of her bed post. Kirsten hesitated, waiting to be awoken any second now.. "I said, now!" She smacked the spoon a second time, but this time louder so that you could hear the 'pang.'
Kirsten shuddered, panicking, "Why can't I wake up?"
"Wake up?" The queen started to laugh, "What you think this is a dream?"
Loud laughter broke out and Kirsten started to worry, "What if this isn't a dream?"
"How do you like your nightmare, Kirsten," the queen scowled and raised the wooden spoon to smack her on her bottom, but luckily Kirsten reacted quickly enough to roll over and have her miss. She hit the bed and growled, "Gahhh! You little weasel!" She chased after her.
"Come on, wake up!" she pleaded with herself, as she rolled around the attic floor, dodging every hit. Kirsten stood up and began to run, but tripped and fell back down. The queen stood above her and raised the wooden spoon up high and swung it down over Kirsten's bottom, but just as she did the spoon dissolved into thin air and dissapeared. And then shortly after, the queen's hands began to crumble away into nothingness as she stood there shrieking and panicking at the sight. Then her sisters began to perish into thin air as well, as they screamed, but the void of nothingness sucked that in as well until there was just silence. Slowly, everything around Kirsten began to twist and morph back into her old bedroom again. And she rubbed her groggy eyes before looking around. "I-I'm home!" She happily exclaimed as she jumped out of bed and ran to find her sisters. Camille was in the living room doing aerobics when Kirsten ran in and nearly tackled her on the ground, "Oh Camille, it's you! You're back to normal!"
"What do you mean?" Camille looked confused.
"I had a horrible dream that you and all my other sisters were evil mean step sisters that treated me like Cinderella and mom was the wicked stepmother and oh it was horrible, Cami! I'm just so glad everything's back to normal!" Kirsten ran out of the room, leaving Camille a bit bewildered.
"Emily, Esme!" Kirsten called out to her sisters as they sat in the family room, eating chocolate pudding and playing checkers.
"Oh no," she stopped and noticed the pudding, "So there was chocolate pudding!"
"Um, yeah.." Emily looked over at her, "Want some?"
"Oh, please no. No thank you," she responded as a trail of goosebumps went down her back.
Emily and Esmeralda looked over at her with confusion "Okay then..."
"I'm just so happy to see you two are back to normal again!" Kirsten smiled.
"Were we not normal before?.." Esmeralda questioned.
"Oh, you know.." Kirsten winked.
And she left the room, leaving Emily and Esmeralda speechless as they looked over at each other.
"Hey, what's up with Kirsten?" Candice walked over to them after being hug attacked, "She's acting a little strange.."
"I mean, isn't she just strange?" Emily pointed out and they all had a little chuckle.
"True.." Esmeralda responded.
Kirsten ran into the nursery and noticed Sophie fast asleep mumbling "Noo, no mowdy mewlk.." She leaned down into her crib and kissed her on the head. "No moldy milk, ever again." She whispered and smiled.
On her way out, she bumped into her mother. "Oh Kirsten, sweetheart, there you are!"
"Mother!" Kirsten jumped up to hug her, "I missed you!'
"Oh, but we haven't been apart for long." She leaned down to hug her, "Aww, Kirsten, you're a sweetheart."
"Mother, I had a horrible dream, everyone was evil and mean to me! I was Kirstenrella!"
"Oh I see. Well it was only a nightmare, so don't you worry your little head about it." She patted Kirsten on the head. "Oh, by the way, will you do the dishes and sweep the floor for me?"
Kirsten was momentarily filled with fear again, but then noticed her mom smile. "I would really appreciate it."
Kisrten smiled and said "As long as you don't yell at me because I gave you vanilla pudding instead of chocolate. And as long as I don't have to make Ginger cupcakes for her school project. Oh and as long as no one calls me Kirstenrella."
Her mother chuckled, "Oh silly Kirsten, was that all part of your dream? Of course you're not Kirstenrella, you're my little special helper. Just like your sisters. Ginger is doing laundry right now and Emily and Esmeralda are going to help fold and put away the clothes. While Camille and Candice prepare dinner."
Kirsten seemed relieved, "Okay, good. I'll go get started on those dishes then." She skipped off as her mother smiled behind her and shook her head.
"Oh Kirsten," she said to herself as she walked back into her room, "Pudding does sound quite delicious right now.."
Monday, October 5, 2015
Doll Play: Kirsten's Nightmare
Kirsten had just finished lunch and was feeling a bit sleepy, so she decided to lay down for a nap.
"Kirsten, what do you think you're doing? Wake up! Come on, hurry up!"
"Huh?...." Kirsten rubbed her eyes and looked up. She was surprised when she saw Esmeralda standing over her with her hands on her hips.
"You still have a whole load of laundry to do! And there's dirty dishes to wash! There's no time for sleeping!" Esmeralda tapped her foot persistently on the wooden floor, "Oh and my shoes are getting dusty, sweep and mop up this floor!"
Kirsten got up from her bed and looked around the dirty house. "This is strange," she thought, "The house wasn't like this before I fell asleep...."
Esmeralda was in the pantry, stuffing her face and dropping crumbs all over the place. "What are you looking at? Get to cleaning!" She snapped at Kirsten, who was now standing in the doorway.
Kirsten had- had enough. "What am I, your maid?" She couldn't believe that she was being ordered around by her sister.
"Don't smart talk me, missy! We all know you're the stepchild of this family and you don't really belong! So if you want to live here with us, you have to do all the cleaning and cooking!"
Kirsten gasped, "That's not true, Esme! We're all adopted and half sisters, you know that!"
"That's not what mother said," Esme popped a chocolate chip cookie into her mouth, "And you wouldn't want me to have to go get her.."
"Mother wouldn't do that to me!" Kirsten refused to back down.
"That's "Queen" to you!" Esme shot her a degrading look. "Now get to cleaning, or I'll have to go tell her how naughty you're being!"
"I don't get it, mother wouldn't do this...." Kirsten shook her head as she grabbed the broom that was leaning against the doorway.
After Kirsten had finished sweeping and mopping, Emily came into the room yawning. "Oh hey Kirstenrella, cook me up something would you? I'm hungry.."
"Emily, not you too!" Kirsten wiped the sweat off her forehead, "Why is everyone ordering me around?"
Emily smirked, "You really don't get it, do you?" She pulled out a chair to sit on, "In other words, you're the reject. When mother married father, the king, she was practically forced to take you in as her own. She never really wanted you, so since she's stuck with you, she figured she might as well make good use out of you.."
Kirsten couldn't believe what she was hearing, "Are you serious? But mother never told me any of that.."
"Look, can you just hurry up and make me something to eat?" She stopped to lick her lips, "Mmm, I want some steak and potatoes.."
"But Emily, we're vegetarian remember?" Kirsten was in utter shock.
"Since when?" Emily scoffed, "Ugh you're just slacking, stop messing around and get to cooking!"
Kirsten kept shaking her head as if hoping to wake herself from this horrible nightmare. Everything was wrong, this couldn't be real. She opened the fridge to find a lot of frozen meat and grimaced at the sight of it. "This is disgusting, we don't eat meat.." She flinched as she grabbed a piece of frozen steak and quickly placed it on the counter.
"What is it, princess?" Emily teased, "Afraid to get your hands dirty?" She laughed as Kirsten turned on the stove, her head hanging down low. "Puh-leese! Don't be such a prissy!" Emily went back to filing her nails as Kirsten continued to prepare her meal. Her stomach was grumbling, she was hungry too. But with the way they were treating her, her chances of being 'allowed' to eat were slim.
Candice walked into the room giggling and gossiping on the phone, "I would love to!" She exclaimed as she sat next to Emily. "Kay! See you later!" She placed her phone down and looked over at Kirsten smiling, "So what's for dinner?"
"I'm having some nice juicy steak," Emily eyed Kirsten as she emphasized on every word, "With potatoes."
"Oh yum!" Candice twirled a strand of her blonde hair, "I would have some, but I'm on a diet. Kirsten, would you be a dear and fix me up a salad?"
Kirsten sighed and nodded her head. What choice did she have at this point?
~TO BE CONTINUED~
"Kirsten, what do you think you're doing? Wake up! Come on, hurry up!"
"Huh?...." Kirsten rubbed her eyes and looked up. She was surprised when she saw Esmeralda standing over her with her hands on her hips.
"You still have a whole load of laundry to do! And there's dirty dishes to wash! There's no time for sleeping!" Esmeralda tapped her foot persistently on the wooden floor, "Oh and my shoes are getting dusty, sweep and mop up this floor!"
Kirsten got up from her bed and looked around the dirty house. "This is strange," she thought, "The house wasn't like this before I fell asleep...."
Esmeralda was in the pantry, stuffing her face and dropping crumbs all over the place. "What are you looking at? Get to cleaning!" She snapped at Kirsten, who was now standing in the doorway.
Kirsten had- had enough. "What am I, your maid?" She couldn't believe that she was being ordered around by her sister.
"Don't smart talk me, missy! We all know you're the stepchild of this family and you don't really belong! So if you want to live here with us, you have to do all the cleaning and cooking!"
Kirsten gasped, "That's not true, Esme! We're all adopted and half sisters, you know that!"
"That's not what mother said," Esme popped a chocolate chip cookie into her mouth, "And you wouldn't want me to have to go get her.."
"Mother wouldn't do that to me!" Kirsten refused to back down.
"That's "Queen" to you!" Esme shot her a degrading look. "Now get to cleaning, or I'll have to go tell her how naughty you're being!"
"I don't get it, mother wouldn't do this...." Kirsten shook her head as she grabbed the broom that was leaning against the doorway.
After Kirsten had finished sweeping and mopping, Emily came into the room yawning. "Oh hey Kirstenrella, cook me up something would you? I'm hungry.."
"Emily, not you too!" Kirsten wiped the sweat off her forehead, "Why is everyone ordering me around?"
Emily smirked, "You really don't get it, do you?" She pulled out a chair to sit on, "In other words, you're the reject. When mother married father, the king, she was practically forced to take you in as her own. She never really wanted you, so since she's stuck with you, she figured she might as well make good use out of you.."
Kirsten couldn't believe what she was hearing, "Are you serious? But mother never told me any of that.."
"Look, can you just hurry up and make me something to eat?" She stopped to lick her lips, "Mmm, I want some steak and potatoes.."
"But Emily, we're vegetarian remember?" Kirsten was in utter shock.
"Since when?" Emily scoffed, "Ugh you're just slacking, stop messing around and get to cooking!"
Kirsten kept shaking her head as if hoping to wake herself from this horrible nightmare. Everything was wrong, this couldn't be real. She opened the fridge to find a lot of frozen meat and grimaced at the sight of it. "This is disgusting, we don't eat meat.." She flinched as she grabbed a piece of frozen steak and quickly placed it on the counter.
"What is it, princess?" Emily teased, "Afraid to get your hands dirty?" She laughed as Kirsten turned on the stove, her head hanging down low. "Puh-leese! Don't be such a prissy!" Emily went back to filing her nails as Kirsten continued to prepare her meal. Her stomach was grumbling, she was hungry too. But with the way they were treating her, her chances of being 'allowed' to eat were slim.
Candice walked into the room giggling and gossiping on the phone, "I would love to!" She exclaimed as she sat next to Emily. "Kay! See you later!" She placed her phone down and looked over at Kirsten smiling, "So what's for dinner?"
"I'm having some nice juicy steak," Emily eyed Kirsten as she emphasized on every word, "With potatoes."
"Oh yum!" Candice twirled a strand of her blonde hair, "I would have some, but I'm on a diet. Kirsten, would you be a dear and fix me up a salad?"
Kirsten sighed and nodded her head. What choice did she have at this point?
~TO BE CONTINUED~
Tuesday, September 15, 2015
Schedule For Today, Today, Today. Not Tomorrow!
Day Summary So Far:
"Really? You're gonna have to try a lot harder if you want to scare me."
"Yeah, exactly what we were thinking...." Kirsten replied.
"I was named The Unprankable, you know."
"Oh really? Kirsten seemed a bit skeptical, "By who?"
"Oh, only by ALL the people who have pranked me." She smiled, "I think it's safe to say I'm pretty unprankable if everyone who has tried to prank me has failed. And you know, the pranks haven't even been all that bad. Some you may even call professional."
Kirsten looks over at Candice, "Are you challenging us Emily?"
"Hmm, well I wouldn't necessarily call it a challenge. Just something to take note of, next time you decide to prank me."
"Um, okay....." Kirsten rolls here eyes, "Oh Emily, The Adventurer and now The Unprankable, what are we to do with you....."
~~~
So, in honor of Halloween that's coming up next month, and in being consistent and following through. We have devised a schedule of Halloween activities and just daily activities in general that we plan on completing each day.
So before evening we want to complete a variety of things (not all of these have to be completed today, some of these are just activities I want to complete before Halloween in general):
Make masks/costumes (arts and crafts activity) ____
Read stories/poems to inspire us ____
Set up a little Welcoming Autumn party (games/haunted houses/treats etc.) ____
Make graveyard ice cream brownies (from elementary school) ____
Watch Halloween movies/cartoons ____
Make a haunted woods walk ____
Monday, September 14, 2015
Re-enacting Cartoons/Movies, etc.
Creativity and imagination is always encouraged.
The Rainy Day Monster
When rain falls from the sky
And lighting strikes
It awakens monsters nearby
Welcome Autumn!
Autumn party
Pumpkin harvesting and carving
Making pumpkin spice cookies
Orange and black
Make custom pumpkins
Read Autumn books
Make costumes/dress-up
Pin the leaf on the tree branch game
Autumn cartoons/The Great Pumpkin
Scout materials/supplies at thrift stores for projects
Field trips to the great outdoors
Dolly Daycare
Halloween Sims
Make a Halloween movie
Take Halloween pictures/Capture the season
Make a haunted house/ride
Come up with ideas for pumpkin crafts
Glaze the leaves we collected with clear nail polish
Paint a piece of cardboard brown that's shaped like the skeleton of a tree and then glue the leaves on the top part
The Rainy Day Monster
When rain falls from the sky
And lighting strikes
It awakens monsters nearby
Welcome Autumn!
Autumn party
Pumpkin harvesting and carving
Making pumpkin spice cookies
Orange and black
Make custom pumpkins
Read Autumn books
Make costumes/dress-up
Pin the leaf on the tree branch game
Autumn cartoons/The Great Pumpkin
Scout materials/supplies at thrift stores for projects
Field trips to the great outdoors
Dolly Daycare
Halloween Sims
Make a Halloween movie
Take Halloween pictures/Capture the season
Make a haunted house/ride
Come up with ideas for pumpkin crafts
Glaze the leaves we collected with clear nail polish
Paint a piece of cardboard brown that's shaped like the skeleton of a tree and then glue the leaves on the top part
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