Please Teach My Child to Write

All right, I will.

Is this the whole story? Not exactly, but this is where the story begins. We visit places like this hill on the edge of a hospital parking lot because the grade is steep and the small stretch of lawn goes on forever through the eyes of a young child. The rolling, running, climbing, and laughing brings a child everything they need to find their center, their strength, and their story.

Roll on, little ones.