Tower for Ted

Crawling zoom-zoom across the smooth floorboards, I found my big wooden blocks resting quiet beside the rug. Squeee! Ted was sitting right there watching with round black eyes. Baba, Ted! I picked up a big blue square block with both chubby paws and set it down firmly—thump! Then I wobbled forward, carefully balancing a soft pastel pink block right on top. Up, up! I reached with both hands, placing a yellow triangle roof—wobble, teeter... freeze! It stayed! Squeeeee! I clapped my chubby paws together, letting out tiny cheeky giggles. Look Ted, pwitty high house! Happy hums, coo... wuv Dada!