I love the way Zoey runs. I'm sure it's a stage of development or a typical toddler thing. To me it is magic! The way she pulls up her elbows... The way her steps are deliberate... The concentration on her face - even though her movements, at that moment, are not at the forefront of her mind. (It's usually to where she is running.)I hope to always remember her little blonde-headed body running in the yard... curls bouncing... her little waist wringing around as her feet carry her to the next moment of wonder.
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I don't know if I've ever read a more beautiful description of toddler run. Love!
Poetry in motion.
Love,
G'ma
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