LittleEsther

By EstherandIris

Houdini

This morning, I, as I do most mornings, strapped Esther in her chair in front of Cbeebies while I made her porridge. I was chatting in the kitchen to Grandad (who was here again to work on the bathroom) when we heard a bang. We rushed in to find Esther sat on the floor, the other isde of the room playing with Grandads shoes. We have no idea how she escaped.

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