My daughter "I" turned two the end of May. She started walking at 11-months, a month earlier than her brother had. To my dismay the walking stage was short-lived and she moved onto running. A lot. With running comes a lot falling, something "I" has been notorious for ever since. Because of this we have nicknamed, lovingly mind you, "Grace". So, if you're ever reading this and I mention Grace, you'll know I was talking about my daughter. My beautiful but adorably clumsy daughter.
This photo was taken while Grace and her brother rode their new stick ponies. Apparently she tripped over the crack.
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My son is the same way. He falls down all the time. He turned 2 in June and I swear his legs will be completely scarred by the time he is 3. Sometimes I just wish he wasn't in such a hurry!
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