“What’s this?” she asked?
“It’s a lion!” he exclaimed in delight.
“And how does the lion go?” she asked.
“ROAR!” he shouted as loud as he could. He ate the lion. “Another!” he insisted.
She opened the box, reached inside, pulled out another cracker, and handed it to him. “What’s this?” she asked.
“A bear!” he said.
And how does the bear go?” she asked.
“GROWL!” he answered. He ate the bear. “Another!”
Dad stepped in and said, “Okay, Bubs, you’ve eaten enough wild animals for one day. It’s nap time.”
“One more!” he begged. Dad looked at Grandma and nodded.
Grandma opened the box, reached inside, and pulled out another cracker. She handed it to Teddy and asked, “What’s this?”
“A tiger,” he said.
And how does the tiger go?” she asked.
“GRRRR!” he answered. “Another!”
Teddy’s dad scooped him up. Time for a nap, Bubs,” he said. “Grandma will still be here when you wake up from your nap.”
Grandma leaned over and kissed Teddy on the cheek. “Night, night, Sweetie. Maybe next time we’ll pick an elephant!”
Teddy put his arm up by his nose, threw his head back, and made a trumpet-like sound. Grandma smiled. Teddy reached over and hugged his grandmother. “I love you,” he said.
“I love you, too, my big boy.”
Written for Linda G. Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, where the topic is “wild animal.”