A Cozy Spot for an Acorn

I carried a fat, shiny brown acorn with both fuzzy hands all the way to the garden flowerbed! The dark soil felt so soft and cool under my feet. Elmo knelt down and scooped away a tiny mound of earth with my fingers—dig, dig, scoop! Out came a tidy little hole just big enough for the acorn. Elmo set the acorn right inside with its pointy cap tucked in snug. Then I patted the loose dirt back on top, smooth and firm. Elmo even placed a shiny white pebble right next to it so Elmo will remember where the acorn takes its long nap!