The other day, I saw a little girl hopping down the sidewalk, holding onto her mother's hand. It had just rained, and the air was cold. But the weather didn't seem to bother the girl who was wearing a light jacket and bright yellow boots that appeared to be on the wrong feet. The little girl giggled while jumping in puddles along the way. At one point, she splashed a big puddle and got all wet. She started to cry, and her mom swooped her up into her arms.
As I watched this carefree girl and mom make their way past me, I couldn't help but think of my own childhood days. I, too, remember playing in the rain and not worrying about a thing.
After they were no longer in my sight, I decided to stomp a puddle in front of me. Somehow, it didn't quite feel the same like it did when I was a kid. Not only did I feel silly, but now I had a wet sock inside my wet shoe, and I just knew I was going to catch a cold.
Maybe the key to living a worry-free life is having someone who will take care of you no matter what. If that is the case, then I want my mommy.
This is pure delight, from your appealing title to the message in your very readable story. You do know how to paint word pictures for your reader to enter. Congratulations on being "discovered" for the Jewel Chest!