Dad's Best Helper
Written By, Carol K. Davis
My name is Jackson.
I am Three.
I am my Dad's best helper.
The thing I like to do most is work on the digger.
I sit on my Dad's lap.
Then he lets me turn the key.
The digger starts to shake. That means it's digging time.
Together we scoop up the big rocks.
They are heavy.
Soon we will take a break.
We work hard all day long.
When we are done Dad tells me what a good helper I am.
I am my Dad's best helper.
(I know that Jackson isn't three yet, but I felt that three was better. I don't think a two year old could tell the story this way.)
Written By, Carol K. Davis
My name is Jackson.
I am Three.
I am my Dad's best helper.
The thing I like to do most is work on the digger.
I sit on my Dad's lap.
Then he lets me turn the key.
The digger starts to shake. That means it's digging time.
Together we scoop up the big rocks.
They are heavy.
Soon we will take a break.
We work hard all day long.
When we are done Dad tells me what a good helper I am.
I am my Dad's best helper.
(I know that Jackson isn't three yet, but I felt that three was better. I don't think a two year old could tell the story this way.)
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