Skipping

When was the last time you skipped down the sidewalk?

I took Joey to a birthday party this afternoon two blocks down from here. It was a beautiful mild afternoon with bright sunshine. As we walked, Joey began to skip. He looked so lighthearted and joyful skipping down the street with gift bag in hand.

"Joey, hold my hand," I said.

"Sure, Mom." He took my hand.

And we skipped along together.