Went for a walk with the kids tonight. We came across deer prints on our street. I pointed them out and we all stopped to admire them. A little further on one of my kids says, "What kind of tracks are those?"
"Cat," I reply. "That looks like cat prints."
"What about those ones?"
"Those are the deer as well." We continued to follow the deer tracks up the street, watching as they criss-crossed with the path of our neighbour's cat. My youngest, getting in on the game, got excited and said, "Those?"
"Those are people tracks," I say, wisely.
"Ooh," she says, impressed. Then she got really excited... "Wook Mommy, Wook! Pikachu tracks!"
I laughed, as did her siblings, who then got into a heated discussion about what Pikachu tracks might look like.
We walk a little further and she exclaimed delightedly over the "car tracks."
Then, towards then end of our walk, we came across a huge footprint. Huge. She squeals, absolutely overcome with excitement, "Wook! Wook! Daddy Tracks!"
BAHAHAHAHAHA! Walking at the kids' meandering pace might not be very good exercise, but it sure is good for the soul!
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