Maybe sometimes, having a heart like a child means trusting that...
crawling is really better than staring at the ceiling.
walking beats scooting with your nose to the tile.
skipping is perfect for days when walking won't do.
the toilet is a nicer place to make deposits than one's pants.
It doesn't pay to be the 4-year-old still clinging to his Transformer Pull Ups.
Change doesn't have to be an incredible sacrifice, it can be a big step toward something e v e n b e t t e r.
Are you as excited as I am? Bring IT ON. :)
Aubs
NOTE: Dear Reader, if this doesn't make sense to you, it shouldn't. This is one entry I should've put in my real journal...except I can't find it...which terrifies me more than almost anything could. SO--the blog is standing in for this one entry. If you find my journal, send it my way. por favor and s'il vous plait. danke.
You are such an artist with words... I thought that was beautifully put... :)
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