Clouds

“There is a cloud that looks like a bunny! Over there is one just like a rocket! Do you ever think it might be funny To put a cloud right into your pocket?” “I think that would just make your pants soggy. And then we would both have to go inside. That one right there looks just like a doggy! And there is a dragon! Run, doggy! Hide!” “Do you think clouds might be made of cotton?” “You’re being silly! Cotton cannot fly! Mommy told me once, but I’ve forgotten… The rain comes from the clouds. I wonder why.” They watch the clouds pass and lay on their backs ‘Til Mommy comes out to bring them some snacks.