A Day With Dad And Uncle Tom By Sheila Robins 11yo Mega Full -

Next we climbed the hill to the old oak tree. Dad pointed out a knot that looked like a sleepy face. Uncle Tom told a story about a pirate who hid treasure under that very tree—except the pirate loved jam sandwiches more than gold. I made a map with an X and we all pretended to be pirates hunting for jam. We didn’t find treasure, but we found a family of ladybugs who crawled on my sleeve and made tiny tickles.

by Sheila Robins, 11 years old

Today was the kind of day that felt like a secret just for me. Dad said we were going to do “adventure stuff” and Uncle Tom—who always smells like campfire and peanut butter—grinned and brought his big blue backpack. I packed my lucky crayons, my notebook, and one cookie just in case. a day with dad and uncle tom by sheila robins 11yo mega full