A few days ago, while Grace was otherwise engaged, Tess and I took her trike to the park per her request. She rode that thing around and around the playground, down the trails and back. It was as if we had brought a playmate with us — the trike even picked with paths we should take, and Tess sang happy little songs to it. Perhaps I need to start inviting real friends along to our playground outings — we don't want the poor child to think her trike is her only friend.
Travelingjenny
Navigating the hilly terrain of motherhood


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