Of All the Little Girls in All the World

this is the one that I love the most. She's mine. Last evening we went for a little hike in the woods to scout locations for an upcoming shoot. Rosa Jane was having so much fun running fast, fast, fast on the trail. She kept talking about "remember that time when I scraped my knee and then I had to walk like this..." and she'd scoot her feet without bending her knees. I said I remember that time. What a trooper you were! You didn't even cry that much after you belly-flopped off the slide made for 5 yr olds at the local city park.

So we're walking along the path when it forks. She takes off ahead of me and I go to the left. Always left of center. And said, we're going this way, Tiger! So she scurried down the path down a little hill and missed her footing. Smack! She tripped and fell and bloodied her knee pretty good. I felt awful for her -- big alligator tears rolling down her cheeks. Of course I didn't get what I came for and since we were the furtherest from the car I just had to snap some pictures. The results are beautiful settings with a sad girl. See for yourself. We came home promptly... as fast as I could carry a 32 lb girl and all my gear .75 mile and hopped into the bath. I think the Dora band-aid made it all better. The girl truly amazes me with her tolerance for pain. It kinda scares me.