Once I was on the beach with our younger daughter Natalie, and she and I were walking from where we'd parked to where our towels were. I don't remember where everyone else was or why I was walking so fast, but I stopped to look back at her since she was lagging behind. She was about 3 at that point and she was holding a shell.
"Mama," she said, "if you go slow, you'll see stuff."
Yes, including her.
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