A Wooden Seesaw

I hopped off the end of the runner rug to inspect the shoe bench. Leaning against the dark wood leg was a long, curved wooden shoehorn! I tilted my big ears down to admire its shiny amber grain. It curved up just like a little wooden sled. Carefully, I placed both plush feet right on the scooped bottom end. When I leaned my tummy forward, the long handle tipped down with a quiet wooden tap! Then I leaned back, and it tilted the other way. Tap, clack, tap! I giggled softly, rocking gently on my new teeter-totter while the hallway stayed nice and still.