being 6


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my niece is a piece of work. sunday, at my youngest brother’s soccer game tayah invited me on a bike ride. i was to pick her up at her house and we would embark on a journey.

she’s absolutely hilarious. we spent the next two hours wheel-wandering the cedar valley bike trail making travel plans: we’ll start in spain, fly to hawaii, scotland, china, australia, new zealand, texas, mexico, and then jamaica. (SHE was coming up with the locations – not me!) And with each new suggestion, this little 6 year-old would switch to the accent to fit. with each new suggesting, we would spend the next 10 minutes discussing (in our accents….bad accents) our plans for what to do in that particular location until she suggested a new place with a new accent.

she eventually tired.
on the other side of town.
(maybe i should have thought that through a bit…)

so we did gymnastics in the road-side park, drew on each other with dandelions, and ran piggy-back through a “maze” we found. talk about a work-out!

“grampa” then picked us up and we swung by the grocery store to pick up supplies for dinner:
hand-made pasta with pesto
scrambled eggs
heart-shaped rainbow cakes with pink frosting

it’s nice to be 6.
thanks, tayah, for reminding me.

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Keep me away from the wisdom which does not cry, the philosophy which does not laugh and the greatness which does not bow before children.
-Kahlil Gibran

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