….. There was a Bubbers King with cheeks so scrumptious that one day his mother ate them.
Okay, okay, so maybe that’s not how it really happened.
Let’s try again.
Once upon a time…..
It was a cold, foggy morning in January.
And our hero the Bubbers King was only 21 months old.
“Huh?!?” he suddenly cried out with curiosity.
Through the fog, the Bubbers King heard noises.
Noises coming from the playground.
Noises coming from his Daddy!!
Quickly, the hero approached.
“Hey Bubbers!” his neighbor friend Joshua called out, “I’m glad you’re here! Come on out and help me shovel this gravel. We’re getting it ready for our new playground equipment to be installed! And to tell you the truth, our parents need all the help they can get.”
This sounds like a job for the Bubbers King, our hero thought as he immediately grabbed a tool and started….. tooling.
“Wow, thanks for your help!” Joshua said after emptying his over-flowing wheelbarrow, “Oh, and watch out for the Hat Man.”
No sooner were the words out of his mouth then the fog parted…..
….. to reveal the Hat Man!!!!!
“Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!” the Bubbers King screamed in terror.
“Oh wait,” he laughed, “It’s just Daddy!”
Immediately, the Bubbers King apprehended his Daddy.
And took over.
“Now you see, Daddy,” the Bubbers King began to explain…..
“It’s not about manhandling all the gravel into the wheelbarrow all at once.”
“It’s about delicacy and precision.”
“And–oof! Could you give me a hand here?”
“Thanks!….. Like I was saying……”
“It’s about savoring each and every pinch of dirt.”
“Would you look at that!!”
“They’re attaching a truck to the base of the digger toy….. And they’re going to pull it out!!!”
“I think I’ve died and gone to heaven.”
To be continued…..