My son throws the baby bear slipper down the hallway and walks barefoot toward me. He glides like he’s cresting on a wave, surfing across the living room floor where it’s been freshly waxed.
“Stop before you get hurt!” I shout across the room.
His slim body tenses at my sharp words and fear creeps across his face, his eyes filling with the start of tears.
“I’m sorry, baby. I just don’t want you to fall.”
I hug him to me. “Be careful with my love.”
Inspired by Melissa Llanes Brownlee's 'Da Slippah'.
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