Kidy
Hi, little one. You have been digging in the garden with Grow, and look at your hands. They are covered in brown, crumbly dirt. 'I know exactly how this works,' says Grow confidently. 'Watch.'
Grow dunks both paws under the water for one whole second, shakes them, and holds them up high. 'Done!' But you look closer. 'Grow,' you say, 'you still have dirt between your toes.' Grow looks down, surprised. The dirt is really still there, neatly tucked between every claw.
'How did the water not wash that off?' Grow asks, puzzled. 'Water alone doesn't clean,' you say. 'You have to rub too, especially between your fingers, that's where dirt hides the most.' You show him on your own hands: finger by finger, up, down, in between.
This time Grow rubs slowly, finger by finger, while you count out loud all the way to twenty. The bubbles feel slippery and soft, and each one holds a tiny rainbow. When Grow rinses, you both look at the paws together under the light, and this time there is not one speck of dirt left. 'Now it's really done,' you say. Grow wiggles the clean paws, proudly.
Now your hands are ready for a snack, clean all the way to the last finger. 'You know something I always forget,' says Grow. 'Water alone doesn't clean, you have to rub too.' Then Grow asks, 'So, little one... did we grow a little today?' You did. 'Here is your little grow for tomorrow,' says Grow. 'Next time you wash your hands, check between every finger before you say done.' See you tomorrow, little one.