Cardboard Crater Ride

I scrambled out of the canvas tote and trotted straight into the sunny kitchen! Resting on the low pantry step was an open cardboard egg carton, its pressed paper cups hollow and clean. I didn't hesitate—I leaped right into the middle pocket! My paper boots landed squarely on the curved dimple. When I hopped across to the next crater, my weight tipped the rough cardboard carton up with a sharp clack! The whole tray rocked back and forth like a rowboat. I spread my flat arms wide to catch my balance and rode the wobbles, grinning ear to ear!