Clear the Runway

Sitting still just isn't my style, so I hopped right off the blanket to check out the floor! It was an open stretch of smooth wooden boards, totally perfect for a speed dash. But halfway down the lane, a runaway plastic bottle cap was blocking my path. Deliberate? Nah! I charged forward, slid on my sneakers, and gave it a solid flick with my foot. Clatter! It skipped across the floor and parked right under a chair leg. Clear runway ahead! Now that’s what I call a clean start.