Crumbs fell from Thalia’s toast as she exited the kitchen through the sliding glass door. The Muse of Wit took a seat on a patio chair. She swiveled to the left and right while listening to Typist read from Charlotte’s Web by E.B. White. “Charlotte… through her spiderlings… left a legacy. Evidence that she lived and loved,” Calliope sighed.
T-shirt: “Don’t worry! Your secret is safe with me! (I wasn’t actually listening)” 😁
Well, in this case I was, but there weren’t any actual secrets. (I don’t think?) You have a good reading voice, Gail; I’m guessing you have read to plenty of kids over the years.
Stories with Winnie-the-Pooh are my all time favorite. I love absolutely love Tigger. He's bouncy, trouncy, flouncy, pouncy and he's the only one. When one those characters living in the Hundred Acres Woods gets into trouble the others all gather round to do what they can to help. Love those guys.
T-shirt: “Don’t worry! Your secret is safe with me! (I wasn’t actually listening)” 😁
Well, in this case I was, but there weren’t any actual secrets. (I don’t think?) You have a good reading voice, Gail; I’m guessing you have read to plenty of kids over the years.
Stories with Winnie-the-Pooh are my all time favorite. I love absolutely love Tigger. He's bouncy, trouncy, flouncy, pouncy and he's the only one. When one those characters living in the Hundred Acres Woods gets into trouble the others all gather round to do what they can to help. Love those guys.