Tightrope on the Ledge

Step, tip, tap! From the soft bed, I scrambled straight over to the wooden windowsill where a big golden patch of sunshine was waiting. The ledge made the neatest straight track! I held my white plush mitts out wide to steady my wobble, swinging one black cord leg carefully in front of the other. Heel to toe, one, two! Each hop gave a tiny wooden clack. I marched all the way to the shiny metal latch without a single slip!