After my little one and I dropped the big kids off at the bus for their last day of school, we slowed down to investigate all the flowers, bugs, berries, birds, and dew drops that accompanied our pathway home. Sometimes it takes someone closer to the ground to notice the tiny bugs and flowers. I tend to walk at my pace, with my long stride and my head filled with my lists of things to do. When I walk at her pace, listen to her talk, and look at what she sees, it's a much different walk home.
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Good comment about a little one.
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