Story from a Future Blogger

We just returned home from preschool, and in lieu of the voluminous amounts of art I usually have in hand (EJ is apparently a most enthusiastic painter while at school), I received a story told by EJ, as dictated to her teacher, Tiauna. The story has been placed inside a photocopied outline of a winter hat, which leads me to assume that the kids were asked to tell a winter-time (or hat-related) story. There is plenty of space in the hat for a good preschool tale, but EJ's story is busting at the seams (no pun intended) to fit within the bounds. She's a chatty one. Where could she have possibly picked up that trait?

So, with no further ado, here is her story:

One day, my mommy drove me in the car to a grocery store called Hyde Park Produce. I wore a hat with blue eyes and a smile named Lightning McQueen. I like to go to school someday, called KAM. I like to do woodworks, and fly in a plane to Washington, DC. Then I go to school and paint pink paper with Ava and Harry. By EJ.