(…but only after you’ve chewed up sufficient amounts of orange crayon and left some in your teeth, and only if your version of rumpusing includes lots of hugs and kisses because Mama and Daddy are tired today.)
Examining every rock for the ones she wants to keep, digging, taking the caps off of the acorns, peeling up moss, breaking sticks, crumbling leaves, and, of course, sampling some little tastes of dirt.
So far she doesn’t care about the sky or the flowers or the trees or the boulders off in the distance – she just wants to know all about what is directly under her feet.
