Dolls and dresses

Off, I say. And pull the dress off my doll. I lift her arms and tug her clothes over her head.
Then I try to put her dress back on. Legs through the big hole. Arms through the small holes.
Help, I call out to Mom when I can’t get it right.
“Good try,” says Mom. “Soon you [...]

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Meet the queen

I am a queen that sits on her throne. And rules the lay of the land.
More meat, I yell.
And more meat is placed in front of me.

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Fish food

I have a toy that is a fish on a stick. When I lift the fish off the stick, small bits of candy pop out of the stick.
As soon as the last bit falls out, I beg for more.
More, I cry.
More food for my fish. And more for me.

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I talk in my sleep

I play with my dolls and talk to them. I bounce my balls and talk to them, too.
But my eyes are not open. I am asleep. 
I have as much fun playing in my dreams as I do when I am awake.

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Scared of spring sounds

I do not like loud sounds. Now that it is spring and folks are out and about, I hear loud sounds every where. Roars from big bikes. Whirs from lawn mowers. Va-rooms from car tires on streets. Buzz from planes in the sky.
I run to Mom and cling to her legs.
Loud, I cry. And cover [...]

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Heading home

Mom and I get back on a plane. The trip is just as hard on Mom and me and all the other folks who sit up and down the aisle as the first time I set foot on a plane last week.
But we make it back home, where it is much more cool to be [...]

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Gobble bobble wobble

Mom and I walk down a gravel road. Two birds run across our path.
“Turkeys,” Mom says. “Gobble. Gobble.”
Bobble. Bobble, I say.
Mom walks ahead as I stay and watch the birds run through the field. Then I run to catch up with Mom.
But I trip on the rocks and skin my knee. Blood starts to drip [...]

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