Stairwell, morningish

[sharon-valerii.livejournal.com]

A tiny ball of nearlyfouryearsoldness awoke and yawned. She peered blearily around, not really recalling the sleepy plan to sleep on the stairs because stairs could lead to heaven. "Deedee?" Sharon warbled.

Not getting an answer, she pouted, lower lip sticking out as she noticed she was completely alone. This entirely completed the picture of a disaster, since there were still gummi worms in her hair, sugar dusting her back, and cracker crumbs on her socks.

Standing up, she stuck her thumb in her mouth and sucked on the sugar still coating it, then began wandering down the stairs. Up was less fun.

Coming up with a brilliant plan, Sharon sat back down and began sliding down, one stair at a time.

Within a few steps, she was giggling with glee.

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Having reached the bottom, Sharon stood up, swaying a little and then decided something. "Again!"

Turning, she began the laborious task of climbing the stairs, one step at a time.

So engrossed, she didn't even notice she was hungry.

[dbiers.livejournal.com]

Deedee returned from the potty to find Sharon climbing back up the steps. "Whas ya doin?

[sharon-valerii.livejournal.com]

"Stairs!" Sharon said brightly. As if that 'splained everything. She turned and plopped down, and demonstrated by dropping down to the next step and giggling.

[dbiers.livejournal.com]

Things that make you giggle are good, so D plunked down at the top and slid down a few steps. "Wheeeeeeee!"

[sharon-valerii.livejournal.com]

Sharon fell sideways, giggling delightedly. "Funny!" Then she turned and began climbing. Because climbing meant more stairs to go down and more laughter and fun. Yes. Sometimes, children have a one-track mind.

[dbiers.livejournal.com]

On the fifth or sixth time down, D got an idea. Instead of climbing back up, she kept going down towards the first floor.

"C'mon." She beckoned to Sharon.

[sharon-valerii.livejournal.com]

Starting to possibly get a little tired of STAIRS! anyway, Sharon followed agreeably. "Boing boing boing boing!" She pronounced with each bounce upon a step.

[dbiers.livejournal.com]

Descending the stairs with a "Pooomf! Pooomf! Pooomf! WWWHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEE!" Deedee took Sharon's hand when they got to the bottom and lead the way outside. There was grass, and birds, and STUFF out there!

[sharon-valerii.livejournal.com]

Happily bouncing along with Deedee, Sharon squealed as a squirrel ran across the path. "Hippity-hop!"

[dbiers.livejournal.com]

"Hippy-hop! Hippy-hop! YAY!" Four year olds are, of course, the world's most talented conversationalists. The hippy-hop squirrel was bright minion of evil like all squirrels are creature and quickly made it's way up the nearest tree. The tree was near a small hill... HILLS ARE FOR ROLLING DOWN, YAY!

[sharon-valerii.livejournal.com]

Sharon spotted the hill and threw herself at it not unlike Arthur Dent learning to fly. "Wheeeeeeeeeee!!!" Whether she accomplished rolling, or was merely sliding was another matter entirely. Added to the crackers and gummi worms, there were now grass stains on her pink clothing.

[dbiers.livejournal.com]

Deedee rolled down the hill, giggling all the way. What care she if she's covered in sugar, dirt, grass and tiny twigs? NOTHING. It's all about the giggle and the fun.

[sharon-valerii.livejournal.com]

Sharon bounced up and ran back up the hill, shrieking with laughter. Anyone nearby might have had their ears bothered.