Amber meanwhile, was having breakfast out on the back patio in the lovely and warm Spring sun. She was still wearing her pyjamas but wearing her unicorn slippers as well.
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As she ate her Cheerios with chopped banana on top with milk, she looked intently at the dance floor and marquee which was still set up, awaiting the removal from the hire company later today.
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Hmm, that would actually be perfect for us to practice on Amber thought to herself. Since the school won’t let us practice there at least they can’t have any objections to rehearsing off school grounds.
She was also a practical person too. She might have wished for her birthday wish last night to be able to have a place for the guys and girls to be able to practice together, but she knew it wasn’t going to just be handed to her on a silver platter. She knew she was going to have to work for it.
Her Dad, Daniel Anderson, was also sitting at the patio table, reading the newspaper and sipping his coffee.
‘Hey Dad...?’ Amber asked him, as she took a sip of her mango smoothie.
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‘Yes sweetie?’ Daniel replied, still looking at his paper.
‘How come you and Mom never built anything in this big backyard?’ Amber asked him.
Her Dad slowly lowered his paper as he thought about it.
‘Well, from memory, we wanted to, but as you were growing up you loved running around the backyard and pretending it was your own private jungle island. You used to pretend you were Dora the Explorer and had your little Boots doll and a backpack and you drew your own maps and went exploring. It was very cute!’
