His Majesty's Room...

Abstract

<p>Two chubby arms reach up over a tousled head. Two sturdy legs stretch to the very limit of their length. Two roguish eyes open, close again for a moment, and then open wide. Bobby is awake, and ready for another eventful day. Bobby is three years old, and one of the greatest joys of his joyous existence is the interesting surroundings into which he awakens each day. How he loves that Shetland pony that first greets his vision when he awakens this morning. Of course, it's only a picture cut from a magazine and hung on the wall, but Bobby has taken many long rides in his baby fancy while waiting for the sandman to close his eyes.</p>