Swinging

sometimes she seems to be a part of a dream: a little friend that giggles at just the right jokes & sings her answers to my questions.

"let's swing!" i exclaim grabbing her doll.
"she swings from the moon," my friend suggests and we sing- everything is so fun when we sing together. today we participated in jumping for our hearts & we watched the other kids move through different jumping activities. then together we galloped (yep, that was the word) in and out of caves, hoops, & over colored dots. "one, two, three," i counted breathlessly, taking a short break.
"again!" she cried out with a huge smile. "again," i agreed and we galloped back to the hoops, jumped in the middle of a purple one, and tossed our hips.