Image by cvogle via Flickrcompletely different little girl, a tad bit younger, kept escaping from her mom and charging toward me... it was really more of a momentum and inertia thing... you know, once she got started, she kinda had to keep taking steps so as not to fall flat on her face. There was a big chair next to me, she'd jump up in it and we'd start talking about what she wanted for Christmas and what was on her shirt and whether she liked princesses... too cute!
She made the charge about eight times over the half hour that she was there... and each time she made me smile.
Thank you, Sweetie!
[I'm ready for that family whenever you are, Dream Girl! Come find me!]