A few days ago, during Spring break, my two biggest kids needed an activity–in a bad way. I was already sitting at the table writing, and so I invited them to join me. I asked each of them to tell me a story, and I wrote each of them down. Lincoln, my three-year-old son, told a story that starts with our cat, Holly. It got out of control–quick. Please take a look for yourself.
Shark on the Water by Lincoln Blanchard
And then Holly climbs Clara Cloud right now. And then a starfish bonks a shark on the head on the water. And then a shark pecks her on the face. And then a shark whacks her on the face. And then a fish bonks the shark on the head.
And then Holly comes back and climbs the shark on the water. And then the van is dumping mud on the shark on the water. And then a tractor fish is dumping mud on the road on the water on the shark.
And then a tractor monster truck is dumping mud on the water and on the fish and on the shark and on a starfish and on the water. And then an alligator tractor is dumping mud on Holly, a tree, a dog, a bee, on the water on the shark. Coffee on the fish on the hand on the water on the shark.
I apologize for all the bonking. I promise he’s a very sweet boy. If you liked this story–let me know! Leave a comment down below, or find me on social media. I would love to hear from you.