"Look, Mommy! Look!”
Her beady brown eyes peer up at me, she flashes a toothy grin and points toward the distance.
Her little legs have only been walking on solid ground for two years, but she’s eager to explore the world around her.
The soles of her hot pink light-up shoes flash while she skips across the playground.
Wide-eyed, she stands at the base of 15 steep, metal steps. Her little brown hands clench the old, narrow metal railings beside her.
Right foot. Left foot.
Slow and steady, she carefully makes her way up the tall, twisty tunnel slide.
My heart pounds.
The gaps between the railings and those cute little light-up shoes are wide. One misstep will send her petite 30-pound body plummeting onto the rocks below.
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