"I'm running, on my tap toes!"
"Your tiptoes?"
"No, Mommy! My TAP toes!"
Stopping for every surviving dandelion and remaining patch of snow, downed branch or frozen berry, we made our way up the hill. She ran to the top, turned around, grinned as she caught my eye, and raised her arms up in the air.
"Ta-DAH!!! Ladies and Gem-men!!!"
She threw herself down on the still green grass, brown, red and yellow leaves, and rolled to the bottom of the hill.
She stood, smiling as she brushed the leaves from her sleeves, and ran to me, grabbing my finger tightly. "Come on, Lucy!" she called, as we headed for home.
*Note: I hope to have new photos soon. We've returned from DC, and I am awaiting the return of our camera, which the team was borrowing for use with the competition. I'm going through withdrawl. The phone camera just doesn't cut it. Updates on the trip soon, too.
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