then there was that time ...

Though volumes could, and probably will, be written about a certain kiddo's experiments with slapping (and when slapping didn't work out, biting) sometimes you want to focus on other things.

Like that time she stole your hat and, damn it, somehow made it work with the dress.


Or that time she lay down on the swing and wanted you to push her.


Higher.


Or the time you went to the cement pond in the park and she took it all very seriously.


And she was befriended by a tribe of other toddlers who all gathered around her and held her hands and made toddler noises at her but you didn't take any pictures of the other toddlers because you didn't want to be Creepy Guy. And even though the cement pond was of questionable cleanliness, a good time was had by all.


And she took to wearing her towel like a tiny little prize fighter.


And then there was that time you went to the beach and forgot your camera.

Or the time you went to the aquarium


-- see, here's a fish --


And a lot of your pictures were blurry because the light wasn't great but you managed to get lucky on one.


We're going to focus on those times, this time.