teddy_bear

“Let go! Mine!” the boy yelled.

“Nooooo—it’s mine!” the girl screamed.

The toddlers competed in a fierce tug-of-war; a stuffed teddy bear, the object of their affection. The boy clung tight to one fuzzy arm, as the older girl just reeled him in, twisting and flopping like a thirty-pound tuna.

The struggle escalated to wrestling on the floor. Suddenly, the boy let out a wailing shriek.

Separating them, the mother saw the red welt on his arm and scolded the girl. “We don’t bite!”

As the spider scurried back to its web full of babies under the sofa, it thought, ‘But we do.’