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Franklin could count by twos and tie his shoes.
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He liked going to the park with his little sister, and
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playing all sorts of games with her.
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But sometimes, just letting her play was a difficult thing to do.
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Look, Fwanklin!
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Gee, Harriet, if we stop to look at every butterfly,
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we'll never get to the playground.
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Remember, the minute we get there, the sooner
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we can go on the teeter-totter with Bear and Beatrice.
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Whee!
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Teeter-totter!
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It looks like you'll have to get out, Harriet.
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We've got another hill to go down.
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I want to go down in wagon.
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I don't know...
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Please, Fwanklin?
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It is a pretty small one.
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I guess it'll be okay.
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Yippee!
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Hold on tight.
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Maybe this wasn't such a good idea, Harriet!
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Harriet! Are you okay? Oh, no.
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Don't worry. I'll get you home as fast as I can.
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Is she going to be okay?
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It's just a small scrape. She's going to be fine.
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There. Does that feel better, honey?
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Mm-hmm.
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It was all my fault.
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Don't be too hard on yourself, Franklin. These things happen.
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But it happened when I was supposed to be looking after her.
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It okay, Fwanklin.
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Thanks, Harriet.
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Can we go to park now?
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Okay, but from now on, we're gonna have to be a lot more careful.
