I decided to waste a little time in a field down the road from Chi's TKD class. I saw the empty space filled with wildflowers and overgrown, untamed grasses and thought it undiscovered bliss. There are so few places like this one in our community now.
Obviously I've trained my babies right, because they took one look at that wide open space and were in love. The kind of love that is fierce and clingy: "Mom, let's go to that field again."
"Mom, when's the next time we can go to that place?"
"Mom, I want to go over by Uncle Art's gym, you know, the grass?"
"Mom, can we go look at the flowers?"