Tower on the Tiles

The wide blue measuring cup sat upside down like a sturdy foundation, so naturally, it needed an upper deck! Bracing with both plush hands, I slid the green cup right onto its flat bottom, holding my breath as the plastic lip wobbled, clicked, and finally rested level. Only the tiny yellow tablespoon cup remained. Straining onto the tips of my little black shoes against the cool linoleum, I stretched my arms as high as they would reach. Tap! The whole three-story stack swayed once, twice, and then held completely solid. I hopped back, grinning at the colorful column before snapping a crisp, two-finger salute.