[Will nods emphatically, bouncing up and down on his heels, then hurrying over to the window, like he's ready to paint it right that second.
But he has forgotten one thing: he is a smoll. He's five foot even, and that's nowhere close to being able to reach above the window. Watch his excitement drain away, leaving him a mopey-faced little thing.]
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But he has forgotten one thing: he is a smoll. He's five foot even, and that's nowhere close to being able to reach above the window. Watch his excitement drain away, leaving him a mopey-faced little thing.]
i'm too short. [Help him, mom.]