EDAMAME DELIGHT
by
Charlotte Dixon
Maisy counted at the table...
“One edamame...
two edamame...
three edamame...
FOUR!”
Six edamame plopped on the floor.
THUMP...
“Uh-oh!”
“Is your plate clean?” asked Mom.
“Almost,” said Maisy.
Crawling, Maisy counted...
“Five, six...
seven, eight...
nine...
TEN!”
Maisy sowed her edamame...
in Mom’s macrame!
“All done,” shouted Maisy.