Short Story Saturday
"Can you get down!"
"No!"
"Don't make me come over there. 5.. 4... 3.."
His little feet thud on the ground and he runs off into the next room.
"You too! Don't follow what he is doing!"
He giggles and climbs behind the chair.
"Come from back there! It's cold!"
"Don't throw that at the TV"
She picks up the blocks that have been thrown around and puts it on the table.
"Do not touch these blocks" she says as she plops in the chair
Blocks are flying in the air. He throws his water bottle on the floor. He climbs behind the chair again.
I'm tired of talking...
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