ACT ONE: THEY MEET
Cayla: Hmmm. This flower looks pretty. I wonder if it would fit in my mouth!
Flower: Back off, little girl. You don't want to mess with me. Got $100 on ya? Didn't think so.
Cayla: Are you kiddin' me? My Dad's a teacher and my Mom's a social worker. We got plenty of money to spare.
Flower: I don't like that crazy look in your eye!
ACT TWO: THE CONFLICT
Cayla: Maybe I'll just try and grab you... there! Just. Like. That.
Flower: (struggling) Let me go! Don't you know who I am???
ACT THREE: RESOLUTION
Cayla: Ah!! Just as fun as I thought!!
Flower: Stop! I'm not made for teething!!!
Cayla: Hey, if I have to wear this silly thing on my head, I'm gonna at least have fun.
Flower: Fair enough. (sigh) Go ahead.
3 comments:
hee hee - she looks darling, although obviously quite the mischief maker! lol :D
Could she be any more precious? Don't think so!!! Love your writing, Jer!
She is such a beauty! I LOVE watching her grow!
-Rachel (Swanson) Hillestad
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