Slick Wooden Slide

I wriggled out of the chunky mitten—*hup!*—and landed right on the entryway floorboards. A tall yellow rain boot was propped against the coat rack, with a sleek wooden shoehorn leaning inside its open collar! I scrambled right up the rubber heel ridges, grabbed the smooth wooden handle, and plopped myself into the curve. *Whoosh-zip!* Down I zoomed along the polished chute, launching right off the flared tip—*plop!*—straight into a rolled-up wool sock! Ha! My hands caught the thick cuff just in time to stop a headfirst tumble! The wood was so chilly and slick, making my tummy do the happiest morning flip-flop!