Sweet Star Whirl

Under a cookie roof on Sweet Star Planet, Sasha snuggled her teddy. "Look, Mommy!" Sasha pointed as sherbet comets whizzed past candy cane trees.

"Beautiful, Sasha," smiled Mommy. "Words, not tears, remember? You're almost four!"

Sasha giggled, "Okay, Mommy," her eyes twinkling like the stars.

The Cookie Catastrophe

As Sasha unwrapped a giant candy wrapper, a gush of sticky syrup spilled over the cookie roofs. "Oh no, Mommy!" she gasped, eyeing the sugary chaos dribbling down.

"Words, Sasha, to fix it! You're almost four!" Mommy encouraged gently.

Sasha's brows furrowed as she thought hard. "Stop, syrup!" she commanded. And, surprisingly, the syrup paused, glistening in the sweet sunlight.