My Grandpa Boots

I am Courtney.  Yesterday my grandpa brought me some new boots.  They are colorful.  They have piles of shapes.  They are crazy--just like me.

I have been battling fevers all week long.  My mom ended up using almost this entire bottle of Advil to keep my fever down over 5 days.  In fact, when grandpa brought me my new boots, I was lying on the couch and just not up to anything--and that includes greeting grandpa who ALWAYS puts candies in my house.  

But as I went to bed that night, as feverish as I still was, I INSISTED that I wear my new grandpa boots downstairs.  I also INSISTED they sit on my dresser all night where I could see them.




Anyways, today my mom brought me to the hospital.  My fever just wouldn't come down and I guess she wanted the doctor to give me some medicine.  I wore my grandpa boots to the hospital.  The annoying lady put a thing in my ear and a sticky thing on my finger and a beeping thing by my jaw.  I was so brave but then the lady wanted mom to take off my coat and boots.  That's when I started to cry.  They made me sit in a seat to see how heavy I was.  I continued to cry.  Even mom didn't get it.  I mustered all my strength and looked at mom with tear-filled eyes, "I need my grandpa boots."  So I got my grandpa boots right back again.

I love my grandpa boots.  Thank you grandpa.