Finch
I heard Anna running down the hall as I opened the door to let Petal in. Her feet were not the only sound that let me know she was running. The sound of her excited yell, “Woohoo,” also let me know she was moving quickly down the hall. Her excitement solely lies with the fact I agreed to us making homemade pizzas for dinner tonight. If she had it her way, we would make pizza every night for dinner. Not that I would complain, but I also did my best to ensure she tried other things. By the time Petal was in the house, and I had the door closed, Anna was standing in the kitchen doorway, jumping up and down while spinning around in a circle. The whole time, she continued to yell “woohoo” repeatedly.
“Hey, little miss, before we do anything, how about you walk back down the hall and sh
