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The Little Door in the Grass

Toddler (ages 1-2) · 5 pages · 2 min read · Free to read

Wren finds a small door in the grass and spends time getting to know it, leaving treasures inside before finally stepping through. A gentle bedtime story for toddlers moving to a big bed, about taking time with big changes.

The update this story came from

Every Weeloom story starts with one short note from a parent. This is the note behind this one.

We swapped Wren's crib out for the toddler bed this weekend. It's the same mattress and the same sheets, just lower to the ground with a little rail on one side. Wren wouldn't get in it Saturday night and just stood next to it holding Square. Then Sunday she climbed in on her own without saying anything about it and slept fine. He keeps getting in and out of it during the day now, over and over.

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Illustration from page 1 of The Little Door in the Grass

One morning, Wren found a little door. It was in the soft green grass. It was low, low, low. It was small, small, small. It was just Wren's size. Wren looked at the door. Wren looked a long, long time.

Illustration from page 2 of The Little Door in the Grass

A cream cat padded over. Her name was Peach. She had one gray ear. She sniffed the little door. Then she walked away. Wren stayed. Wren held Square. Square is flat. Square is orange. Square is soft. Wren did not go in. Not yet.

Illustration from page 3 of The Little Door in the Grass

Wren carried a leaf to the door. He put the leaf inside. Wren carried a smooth pebble. He put the pebble inside. Wren carried a little stick. In it went. The door was full of Wren's things. But Wren was still outside. Still watching. Still holding Square.

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Illustration from page 4 of The Little Door in the Grass

The sun went down. The sky turned pink, then blue, then dark. Wren stood by the door. The stars blinked hello. Wren blinked back. He did not go in. Not tonight. Square gave him a squeeze.

Illustration from page 5 of The Little Door in the Grass

In the morning, the grass was wet. The door was still there. Wren took a big breath. One step. Two steps. In he went. It was warm inside. It was soft. It smelled like home. Wren sat down. Square sat down too. Wren smiled a big, quiet smile.

A question for afterwards

Why do you think Wren wanted to wait before he went inside the little door?

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