A Leap onto Smooth Wood

I pushed off from the fluffy pink blanket with both feet and took my very first tumble forward! My toes slid straight onto the cool, glossy surface of the wooden nightstand. Right in front of me sat a clear glass of water catching the noon sun. I scampered over, pressed both hands against the smooth, chilled glass, and gasped—inside, tiny light waves were dancing and shimmering like the ocean on the tabletop! I tapped the glass lightly, watching each gentle ring of water ripple outward.