Your Playground

Anywhere we are, itis your playground. You find delight in the coin operated cars, trucks and motorcycles even if I don't put quarters in. You climb and run giggling all the way. You are a delight. I watch you as your smiling ear to ear running like a maniac talking a mile a minute and I am so happy that I get to pick you up and kiss you all over. You aren't phased as you fall down. "Uh Oh" and back up and running.