July 17thI always loved Sunday mornings. This is the only day when my parents don`t walk up and down the stairs early in the morning. Everyone stays in bed till late. The sun is shining when I open the windows. The smell of flowers, birds chirping, just like in a Tuscany novel. On the way back from the bathroom I grab a blue t-shirt dress and go to the kitchen where someone is already messing around. It`s so hot already. I only want a cold drink at times like this. I can1t even think about breakfast now. Mum already made some lemonade. I go to the garden with the jug in my hand. I`m surprised to see that Annie and Andrew are already having breakfast.
-Good morning my dear family!-the female part of my family greets me nicely. While I only get some noises from the men. -How come you`re up
