He ripped off the tape on the largest box in the pile. He threw the tape to the ground and huffed. “Ron, we are never going to finish all of this.” Ron looked over at Peter, folded over the giant box of pots and pans. He rested his hands on the sides of the box... Continue Reading →
Daddy
Daddy, look at me! Look at me! I can jump through the hoop and run through the tunnel! Come chase me! Come play! Look at me, Daddy! Daddy, what are you doing? What are you looking at? What are you holding in your paws? Daddy, come play. Please? Oh, sorry Daddy, I... Continue Reading →
Rebecca DiFabbio 