Zach licked his lips at the thought of a giant waffle cone filled with chocolate ice cream. No, Mommy says no ice cream before dinner. Alex ran around the room like he was a crazy driver weaving around the matching dressers. Let s make a big yellow bus. Vroooooom, vroooooom, vrooooom.
Busses are boring and smelly.
Zach stood on his head acting like a silly clown. We played circus yesterday. Alex swam around the room. Everything is calm and quiet until the attack by . . . by . . . by . . . He snuck up behind Zach and acted like he was going to eat him.