Morning Magnet Smile

I trotted into the kitchen on quiet plush feet, following a bright strip of morning sun across the floor. Down at the very bottom of the tall metal refrigerator, three chunky wooden magnets were stuck in a crooked row. I leaned in with both paws, nudging a red circle upward with a soft scrape against the steel. Next, I shoved a blue star right next to it, then wiggled a yellow curve underneath until they formed a giant goofy grin. Stepping back, my pointy hat tilted as I beamed back at our brand-new kitchen face!