Sitting on my Shoulders
Excitement, fear, fire, birthday, baked goods, smoke, relief, clapping. It’s all there, in under 30 seconds.
Essie’s birthday party was held the last day she was two; this is that evening. She turned three the next day.
I think you’ll see the poetry here. No need for an affecting soundtrack, the wind and the shoes in the grass serve just fine.
Compare to last year’s picture of summer kite-flying. How Ess has grown in just a year!
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