This morning we stopped to see Maisy on our way to Ferry Beach. I was a good little girl and Maisy didn't get mad at me once. Then off to the beach and when we got there, I was excited. Wherever I'm walking, I don't worry about what's ahead or what's behind, I am pretty much just fully engrossed with where I am, how it feels, how it smells, and then on to the next. I don't think like Pat, I just do. Sometimes I get in trouble and need a little help from my friends but that's okay. Mostly what Pat calls life, I call party time. I did get frightened by one thing that happened on our walk. A big bird flew over and the shadow scared me for a minute. Then it was all fun again.
