So quiet. So serious. So independent. So perceptive. So free.
"Mama, can you hold my lollipop...I need to go do some cartwheels out there."
This is what you said today in Mystic, Connecticut, at the Seaport. A huge open field of freshly mowed grass stood before you. Cartwheels over lollipops any day of the week...
My kind of girl.