"Do you want to stand?"Mom asked my baby sister, Allie.
"EEEEahhhh,"Allie said, and pointed at me.
"She wants you to help,"said Mom.
"She does?"How did Mom get that from EEEEahhhh? I thought.
"Here, take her fingers,"Mom said to me.
"As long as she didn't slobber all over them,"I said.
"Aaron..."
"OK, Mom."
Allie held my thumb with her wet, fat fingers. She took it so hard that my thumb turned purple. She wentback and forth like a tree in the wind.
"Let go now,"said Mom.