tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-355163052011-04-21T11:11:32.228-07:00Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09364761078584788607noreply@blogger.comBlogger61100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35516305.post-1162758905897149102006-11-05T12:29:00.000-08:002006-11-05T12:35:05.906-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6162/3953/1600/DSCF2835.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6162/3953/320/DSCF2835.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6162/3953/1600/DSCF2837.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6162/3953/320/DSCF2837.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6162/3953/1600/DSCF2831.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6162/3953/320/DSCF2831.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />In the summer my mommy and daddy tried teaching me to ride my bike but I was to scared. On Sunday I asked Daddy to take my trainning wheels off because I was ready. By Monday I was able to ride around the park all by myself. I like bike riding. It is fun and easy. My Daddy was silly on my bike.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35516305-116275890589714910?l=cassie6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09364761078584788607noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35516305.post-1162147158328541142006-10-29T10:18:00.000-08:002006-10-29T10:39:18.670-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6162/3953/1600/DSCF2818.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6162/3953/320/DSCF2818.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />This is my favourite fish. His name is Treasure. He is so colourful. He swims around so much and I get to feed him. He has a purple fish tank. I hope everyone I know comes to meet him.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35516305-116214715832854114?l=cassie6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09364761078584788607noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35516305.post-1162076380541238002006-10-28T15:42:00.000-07:002006-10-28T15:59:40.553-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6162/3953/1600/DSCF2747.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6162/3953/320/DSCF2747.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6162/3953/1600/DSCF2746.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6162/3953/320/DSCF2746.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6162/3953/1600/DSCF2745.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6162/3953/320/DSCF2745.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />This is me learning to cook scallop potatoes.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35516305-116207638054123800?l=cassie6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09364761078584788607noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35516305.post-1160675387127016142006-10-12T10:42:00.000-07:002006-10-12T10:49:47.136-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6162/3953/1600/DSCF2643.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6162/3953/320/DSCF2643.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />No, silly, not my wedding day, it was my cousin Chris's wedding day. I went with my mommy and I liked the wedding. They had a beautiful wedding cake. The bride, Kelli, looked like a beautiful princess. She was so pretty. My cousin Chris looked nice but a little funny because he was on crutches. My cousin Taylor and I blew bubbles, danced and did crafts together. We had so much fun except when I got a little owie from the scissors but I didn't cry. We went home really late.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35516305-116067538712701614?l=cassie6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09364761078584788607noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35516305.post-1160069440322561562006-10-05T09:16:00.000-07:002006-10-05T10:30:40.346-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6162/3953/1600/DSCF1946.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6162/3953/320/DSCF1946.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Thank you for saying the nice things on my blog. I did it all by myself.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35516305-116006944032256156?l=cassie6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09364761078584788607noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35516305.post-1160001421622912892006-10-04T14:44:00.000-07:002006-10-04T15:59:52.396-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6162/3953/1600/DSCF2369.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6162/3953/320/DSCF2369.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />My name is Cassie. I am 6 years old. I am homeschooled and I love it. What I am going to be for halloween is a witch. My brother Cameron is going to be a pumpkin.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35516305-116000142162291289?l=cassie6.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09364761078584788607noreply@blogger.com6