

Tom and Lily are twins. They like to play in their big house. They have many toys and books and games. But their favorite thing is to rush up and down the stair. The stair is long and has many steps. They pretend they are climbing a mountain or flying a plane or chasing a monster.
One day, they hear a loud noise from the kitchen. It sounds like a crash and a bang. They wonder what it is. They rush to the stair and start to go down. But they are too fast and they slip and fall. They bump their heads and knees and elbows. They cry and shout.
"Ow, ow, ow!" Tom says. "That hurts!"
"Mom, mom, mom!" Lily says. "Help us!"
Mom hears them and comes to the stair. She sees them lying on the floor. She is worried and scared. She runs to them and hugs them. She checks if they are hurt. She kisses their boo-boos and wipes their tears.
"Are you okay, my loves?" Mom says. "What happened?"
"We heard a noise and we rushed to the stair and we fell and we hurt ourselves," Tom says.
"We wanted to see what it was and we were too fast and we slipped and we bumped and we cried," Lily says.
Mom smiles and says, "I'm sorry, my loves. The noise was me. I dropped a pot and a pan. It was an accident. I'm glad you are not badly hurt. But you have to be careful on the stair. It is long and steep and slippery. You have to go slow and hold the rail. Do you understand?"
Tom and Lily nod and say, "Yes, mom. We understand. We are sorry. We love you."
Mom says, "I love you too, my loves. Now, let's go to the kitchen and have some cookies and milk. How does that sound?"
Tom and Lily smile and say, "That sounds good, mom. Thank you."
They hold Mom's hand and go to the kitchen. They are happy and safe. They eat their cookies and drink their milk. They forget their pain and their fear. They laugh and talk and play. They are good twins. They are good children. They are Mom's loves.
