They hovered over this one as it creeped along the concrete sidewalk that fronts the dance studio. They dubbed him Turbo and marveled over how quickly his little body covered the distance. (It wasn't really that fast; think 'normal snail speed.' But their eyes saw something decidedly more impressive.) I love how they so often see what could be rather than what simply is. I guess age has jaded my view a bit, but I'm blessed to have little people around me who can remind me of what it's like to just make believe now and again.
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