Run JC Run

Took little J to the park. Let her run far away and then I chased her. Followed her around the playground. Even in tight spaces I wasn't supposed to fit in. Pushed her on the swings. Carried her to the top of the mountain where she could see kites flying. Took her to the other side of the mountain and tried to let her run down. She fell and somehow her head was below her ankles. She didn't like the mountain. Let her play in the dirt and pick rocks out of the gravel. Showed her another playset. She admired the braclet on another girl so much she tried to take it. To my chagrin in front of a musical attraction she gently pushed another girl out of the way.

She quickly tired. Might have been because she had her shots the day before. As I was carrying her back to the car she fell asleep in my arms. I remember falling asleep in my daddy's arms when I was her size. There was no better place to sleep. It seems to have come full circle. There was nothing nicer then knowing she feels safe and comfotable enough in my arms to fall asleep.