Just about every weekday, we walk to school.
It's not a long walk by any means, but there is plenty to see.
We stand on the bridge over the large drainage ditch, looking for alligators.
It's not a long walk by any means, but there is plenty to see.
We stand on the bridge over the large drainage ditch, looking for alligators.
or seahorses.
or sea monsters.
We walk on the well-worn path,
making sure to doddle.
We stop off to check the grass for snakes.
Or squirrels.
We stomp on the corrugated metal pipe that shows above ground.
We stop and wait at the corner if we beat Momma to the crosswalk.
We have a chat after being apart at school.
We run at break-neck speed when Momma says "go!"
We take turns being in charge of unlocking the front door. We love keys.
I wonder how many times we've walked this familiar walk this school year.
...or how many times we'll walk it in total...
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