Loving to Walk

I remember when me and my daddy used to take walks around the neighborhood.  We would stop by a Magnolia tree and we had a competition of who could reach the highest.  Daddy was taller and I was shorter.  But when it was convenient I always won! My daddy would pick me up so I could reach the highest. It was so much fun that after I won we were all tired.  When we came home we were so tired that Daddy had to lay down in his bed for a long, long time.  Daddy had to do that because his feet hurt and we didn't know he had cancer.  After Daddy took a long, long rest we did it again!  It was so much fun!