After dinner, my brother and I run to our room.
We each grab a big, soft pillow.
“Ready, set, go!” I shout with a smile.
Pillows fly through the air with a whoosh!
We laugh and jump on the bed.
Poof! A pillow hits me gently on the arm.
Feathers fly, but we’re careful not to get too wild.
Mom peeks in and giggles at us.
“Okay, time to calm down,” she says with a wink.
Pillow fights are silly, soft, and full of giggles!