“Again!” Mister yells his second and most favorite word.
A visit to visit my in-laws always means a trip down memory lane for Husband. This time it came with a souvenir.
I wind up the mini airplane and set it gently on the floor. It rides along, flips upside down, rights itself, and keeps rolling.
I know it is tiny and plastic, but I’d like to be a little more like this little airplane.
What is the biggest tumble you’ve had lately? How did you right yourself and keep rolling?