Kitchen Floor Sled

I hopped down from the wooden stool and landed right beside a folded checkered dish towel resting on the smooth tiles. An idea popped into my head with a happy giggle! I planted both yellow feet firmly onto the soft waffle weave, crouched down low, and held tight to the front corners with my long arms. With one big backward kick against the cabinet base, whoooosh! The cloth turned into a speedy little sled, sailing smoothly across the slick floor. I leaned into the turn, gliding past the pantry before coming to a gentle halt right in front of the refrigerator!