Here are my kids playing in the graveyard nearby. Zana has no shoes because I thought she would stay in her Ergo prompting me to leave her shoes behind. She is running barefoot on a rocky, (in some places glass) strewn ground as happy as punch. She is like some fabulous fair ride that when it is on it plays music, spins around, makes people laugh (or scream), and runs unstopping until it is turned off and then it is off. Folded up and stored away for another moment.
One sure way to get my little lady excited is to include goats in any activity. Here is Mr. Pied Piper with his three goats. I thought I was going to lose my kids to farming in the city today. They had no thought of me or of home. Who cares about candy just lure those kids with goats!
"Yes. Yes we will go where you are going!"
Zana is fearless. She has been butted straight in the stomach.
She flew backwards and landed on her diaper padded rear.
Still she seeks out the feisty ones.
The shepherd let Abraham hold the string.
Little did the young man know, he had earned a friend for life.
Goats... white kids.... CROWD.
(there are probably thirty people out of the picture)
"Did you say, Come or Go?"
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