Ted's Birthday 

Ted was feeling happy as he looked into his bedroom mirror. He knew that tomorrow would be his birthday. Ted would be seven years old and his daddy was going to take him somewhere special. 

Ted's little brother Paul was playing with his alphabet blocks on the floor. Ted walked over and pat him on the shoulder. "Daddy said he's taking me to the new yogurt store," he told Paul. Paul is four years old so he asked Ted what a yogurt store was. "Yogurt is like ice cream," he told Paul, "and I'm going to get cherry." Paul said that he wanted cherry, too. 

Then Ted walked over to the closet. He looked at his favorite shirt and pants to wear tomorrow. Then he looked at his shiny black pair of shoes. He smiled because he would have a nice shirt, pair of pants, and pair of shoes to wear for his birthday. 

The two boys then heard the front door open and close. They raced down the stairs to greet their father. "Daddy, I'm ready for my birthday," Ted said. "Me too," said Paul. Their father laughed as he picked them up and carried them upstairs.
Who was in a good mood?
Why?
How old would he be?
Does he have any siblings?
What is the sibling's name?
Is he older or younger?
What did Ted tell him?
What do you get there?
What kind is Paul getting?
Who else is getting that flavor?
What clothes will he put on the next day?
What else?
WHat did they hear?
WHat did they do then?
Ted
Ted was feeling happy
tomorrow would be his birthday
 He knew that tomorrow would be his birthda
seven years old
would be seven years old
yes
Ted's little brother Paul
Paul
 little brother Paul
younger
 little brother Paul
Daddy taking me to the new yogurt store
Daddy said he's taking me to the new yogurt store
Yogurt
Yogurt 
cherry
Paul said that he wanted cherry, too
Ted
he told Paul, "and I'm going to get cherry.
his favorite shirt and pants
his favorite shirt and pants to wear tomorrow
shoes
his shiny black pair of shoes
the front door open and close
 two boys then heard the front door open and close
raced down the stairs
They raced down the stairs