Boo Finds the Belonging Game — Under a soft moon, Boo patted his hollow log. “Peek, wave, home!” he whispered, inventing a game. Read the full story →
Under a soft moon, Boo patted his hollow log. “Peek, wave, home!” he whispered, inventing a game. He wanted two friends to play.
Swish-swish, Boo floated over tickly grass to the big pumpkin. A dry twig poked his tail. Ouch! He almost turned back.
Then two ghosts popped up. “Peek!” said one. “Wave!” said Boo. They made room right beside the pumpkin stem. Boo felt warm as candlelight. Next time you see those three happy ghosts, can you find Boo’s just-right spot?