“Daddy, I want up there!”
My three-year-old son pointed to the top of the four-foot tall, six-foot diameter boulder we’d encountered on our woods exploration walk. I picked him up by his armpits and happily plopped him on top of the rock. Lil’ Dude looked around, ran his palm across the top of the granite, and gazed over the boulder’s edge at a couple places, apparently to his satisfaction. "
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