Tag 10:52 AM


We start our walk to the museum. My daughter immediately finds her way to the brick wall, climbs up, and begins her balancing act. When one wall ends, she finds another until there is no more wall on which to walk.
Then it is…
“Tag” my daughter giggles, laughs, and runs down the sidewalk. She is playing with the 61 year old kid behind me – my Dad.
The two of them weave through people as they attempt to play this odd, two person, game of tag.
My Mom and I, the adults, walk and chat in front of the laughter.
The fresh air, the mild temperatures, the sun, and the exercise will do us all some good.