Grumpy Puppet Novels & Stories

I sat up with a yawn and ducked out of the way of angry feet. Coffee was sorely needed. "But first," I scooped up August, knowing now the cure for grumpy babies was blowing raspberries on stomachs. Mission accomplished! He giggled with gums on full display, smacking me excitedly in the face as he babbled nonsense at me. "Oh, I see, Gus. Uh-huh. So that's how Mr. Tosi keeps getting wives..."