Sunlight through the leaves, coffee cup in hand – that’s what it’s all about, right? Feeling perfectly cozy in my favorite oversized sweater and letting the city drift by as we wander. A little bit of...

Here’s the Picture: (Let’s assume you’ve provided this - or here’s one to use!)

• The Picture Description: A young girl, around seven years old, named Maisie, is sitting on an enormous pile of laundry – mostly soft towels and fluffy socks – in a sun-drenched bedroom. She has bright eyes, messy brown hair that’s escaped her favorite pink headband, and a slightly sleepy smile as she clutches a well-loved teddy bear. Sunlight streams through a window behind her, highlighting dust motes dancing in the air and casting long shadows from some colorful building blocks scattered nearby.*

Now, Here’s The Story:

**(Scene opens with warm sunlight pouring into the room.) *

“A familiar rumble,” mused Papa Bear, though no sound reached his ears except the comforting weight of twelve thousand towels piled high.” For six-year-old Maisie hadn’t been bothered by much since breakfast – not even the grumpy cat who’d decided to nap right on top of her boots last week. Tonight was all about the laundry.”

She nestled deeper into the softness, a contented sigh escaping her lips as a particularly plump towel tickled her nose. Most kids would have complained about bedtime being late after a day spent conquering the garden, but tonight, everything felt perfect. The world outside could wait; there were too many cozyments to be had!”

Suddenly, a tiny paw brushed against her cheek. “Mmmph," she mumbled, reaching out a chubby hand to grasp at the velvety fur of Teddy. Her trusty companion, worn smooth by countless snuggles, wasn’t going anywhere."

Her little brother, Finn, had tossed another load onto the mountain earlier - a mismatched collection of striped socks and bluey onesies. "Just need to get past those!”, she thought, grinning as a sock drifted over, landing perfectly on her forehead."

"Almost time for stories…" Mama whispered from just beyond the edge of the towel pile, where she was herself fighting offess the end of a long day”. But first…more snuggle time.”

A small foot kicked a stack of books – red block, green block – and then, blissfully unaware of the chaos they created, Maisie burrowed closer to the warmth of her family, tucked away amongst the fluffiness until dawn”*.

That' - our simple story! How did we do? Would you like us to tweak it, perhaps make it funnier, more heartwarming or maybe give it a specific theme? Do you want a different picture to go with it? Let us know! 😊