"[Lemon] tree, very pretty, and the [lemon] flower is sweet."

The other day, when I arrived home from work, LJ met me at the door with her boots on. She was determined to go outside. It didn't matter to her that it was sprinkling out. It didn't matter that she'd spent a good portion of the day outside already. Because she's discovered that she can run! Is there anything more exciting?

She spent the first half hour running up and down the driveway, veering off into the grass to play peek-a-boo behind a tree that's only marginally taller than she.


(Blargh. I typed about 4 more paragraphs here, but it didn't save correctly and I've missed out on my original thought. The computer is really such a wonderful blessing, but, at the same time a curse and a time suck).


At any rate...my point, ["not to put too fine a point on it/say I'm the only bee in your bonnet/"] is that she is delightful. Despite and in spite of the weather. I could learn a lesson or 500 from her. Skies are sunny? PLAY! Skies are grey? Then take stock and decide what's important. Being outside? That's important. And she'll show you just how. Peek-a-boo and "look at the bumper sticker" and "It's my friend Jasper!" [photo not included] and "Wow, no more clay pot at the base of the tree, so now I can stand there..." are important life lessons. It's taken me a while to learn this.

But learning? Yes, ma'am, I am.