Playing with James

James found me on the stairs.

“Oh, Mom, There you are I need to show you something.”

”OK.”

”It’s downstairs. I will show you but you have to come downstairs.”

”OK, I’m coming.”

”Ok, but first you have to close your eyes.”

I look down from the top of the stairs to his expectant face at the bottom.

“I don’t think I want to go down the stairs with my eyes closed, James.”

”OK, Mom. If you’re scared I can hold your hand.”

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