For ages 4-8
Pierce knew that he was old enough to leave the nest.
“But you’re so young,” Mama fretted. “Who will feed you?”
“I will feed myself,” piped Pierce.
“But you don’t know where to find your food.”
Pierce puffed out his chest. “I’ve watched you, Mama. Find an old
tree. Hammer the wood. Eat the yummy bugs. I can do it.”