It's Summer and people are thirsty. Alexander knew this so he started mixing the lemonade mix and cold water before he even asked if it was okay. (He knew it would be okay) What he didn't know, was that his little sister, Regina, was going to want to help. Alexander liked his little sister okay, but let's face it, she was his little sister.
"Can I help?", she asked.
"No." , he responded.
"Please?"
"No."
"Why?"
"This is my idea and I don't need any help." Alexander said. "You come up with your own idea.", he added.
"Fine." Regina exclaimed before marching off.
Alexander had sold two cups of lemonade before Regina walked up to his stand with a vase of flowers. He watched her as she set them on the ground next to his stand, walked to the front of his stand, pulled out a violet-colored crayon from her pocket and wrote the words, "Snapdragons and" in front of the word "Lemonade."
"Hey!", he said.
"My idea.", she responded.
This painting is comprised of acrylic paint, charcoal and a lot of marks and scratches.
It's Summer and people are thirsty. Alexander knew this so he started mixing the lemonade mix and cold water before he even asked if it was okay. (He knew it would be okay) What he didn't know, was that his little sister, Regina, was going to want to help. Alexander liked his little sister okay, but let's face it, she was his little sister.
"Can I help?", she asked.
"No." , he responded.
"Please?"
"No."
"Why?"
"This is my idea and I don't need any help." Alexander said. "You come up with your own idea.", he added.
"Fine." Regina exclaimed before marching off.
Alexander had sold two cups of lemonade before Regina walked up to his stand with a vase of flowers. He watched her as she set them on the ground next to his stand, walked to the front of his stand, pulled out a violet-colored crayon from her pocket and wrote the words, "Snapdragons and" in front of the word "Lemonade."
"Hey!", he said.
"My idea.", she responded.
This painting is comprised of acrylic paint, charcoal and a lot of marks and scratches.