Magic Day by Brooke Palmer Illustrations by Nicole Moore
It was a sunny day and magic was in the air. Max and Carmen could feel the magic blowing in the breeze around them.
They could smell the magic in the leaves and berries. When they hugged the trees, they could feel the magic flowing from the warm bark. The trees could also feel the magic and they hugged back.
Max could hear the magic buzzing around the sunflowers. He was not afraid of being stung for the bees had magic in their wings, and magic does not hurt!
Max reached his hand into the river and scooped up a mouthful. He liked the way the magic felt as it slid down his throat and drizzled down his chin. Magic tasted good.
Carmen could smell the magic in the roses. She dipped her big toe in the river. Oh, it's cold! Magic is cold sometimes.
Then she stuck her feet up, up, up into the sky and wiggled her toes under the warmth of the sun. The magic soaked up the cold water and turned her little toes brown.
Max and Carmen found a soft patch of ground full of sparkly grass and dandelions. They thought it looked like the perfect spot to take a nap.
Together they lay down in the grass, side by side, and let the magic drift over them. The magic was heavy and soon their eyelids were dropping, dropping, dropping.
While they slept, the dreamed of magic trees blowing in magic wind. They dreamed of magic rose petals floating through the air. They dreamed of magic bees buzzing around magic sunflowers. They dreamed of magic rivers flowing around and around and around.
And they dreamed of each other and how magic it is to have a sister and to have a brother.
