Bridge Builder
I made my own bridge with blocks and long wood pieces. My bridge had to be strong, because tiny cars and big ideas need a way across.
August 12, 2026
Wednesday looked normal, but it had secret important jobs. I built a bridge, drew a playground map, colored at Birk's, ate juicy steak, and splashed out the rest of my wiggles.
My brain started with building and mapping. Then my dinner mouth found steak, and my swim feet still had extra zoom.
I made my own bridge with blocks and long wood pieces. My bridge had to be strong, because tiny cars and big ideas need a way across.
I worked very carefully on a map of the outside playground. Maps are like treasure pictures, except the treasure is where everything goes.
At Birk's, I colored while the steak was getting ready. My crayon had to stay busy so my tummy would not ask too many questions.
We got a 15 oz steak and I ate my half. I said it was so juicy, because my mouth knew the truth right away.
After steak, we went to the pool. I kicked and splashed, because my body still had some Wednesday energy hiding inside.