The morning sunlight is creeping through the door. I hear the scrambling of little feet getting ready for the day. I hold my breath and listen for the dreaded words from Mama: “Hurry sweetie! Find your Crocs so we can go!” Those dirty, pink crocs. They’re always bragging about what an adventurous life they lead […]
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