Red Footprints
Brinley took off at the speed of light. She always does this after a bath. I wipe her down with a towel and the moment I let go she runs as fast as those pudgy little legs will let her. She loves being free of her diaper, so this night I thought I would give her this opportunity. She raced throughout the rooms, her chunky lil bum jiggling as she bobbed. Oh it is heavenly to watch her waddle and march, run and skip. Elly and I began reading and going over words when suddenly a chubby hand slapped at my shoulder. This is how Brinley catches our attention. "Dah!" Brinley yelled, pointing towards the hallway. "What is it Brinley?" I perked up, staring beyond my creamy skinned child. "Dah!". She shouted, hitting my shoulder once more, then taking a few steps in the direction she had pointed; sticking her finger out again. I stood up following Brinley who promptly marched into the living room. She stopped just before we approach...
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