Nappi Noodle !link! -

Nana Jo sat down beside him. “Ah. You haven’t met the yet, have you?”

Leo’s breathing slowed. The noodle traveled down his legs, and his feet stopped wiggling. Then, right as the imaginary noodle touched his toes— poof. nappi noodle

One afternoon, Leo’s grandmother, Nana Jo, came to visit. She found Leo hiding under the kitchen table, wrapped in a blanket, pretending to be a sleepy turtle. Nana Jo sat down beside him

His mom, tired and patient, tried everything. “Leo, just close your eyes.” But Leo’s eyes had other plans. They stayed wide open like two shiny buttons. and his feet stopped wiggling. Then