by Marcia Sanders David listened to the cheers of his teammates and the crowds in the stands as he pushed himself to run his fastest…

by Marcia Sanders   “Hey, Papa!” David exclaimed. “I didn’t know that you and Nana were coming today. Wanna go fishing?” “Sure.” Papa smiled. “Let’s…

“Say, Dad, who’s your favorite prophet?” David asked. “Whoa there! Where did that come from?” Dad responded. “My favorite prophet?” “Yeah. I know which one…

David trudged down the long driveway, dragging his feet in the dirt. Skippy looked at him, as if to ask what was wrong. When David…

“Why so glum, David?” Papa asked. “You look like you have the weight of the world on your shoulders.” “Ahhh . . . it sounds…

“Dad, I’m really going to miss visiting Nana Jean and looking through her picture albums with her,” David said sadly. “She visited so many interesting…

“Come on, Skippy!” David yelled as he raced across the field. “Let’s see if Papa wants to go fishing.” David found Papa loading tools into…

“Hey, Mom!” David shouted. “Look at the cool slingshot Papa brought me. I’m taking it outside to see how well I can hit things.” “Don’t…

“Dad, thanks for bringing me to the fair. This has been a great day!” David exclaimed. “You’re welcome,” Dad replied. “After visiting the different animal…