Playful, elegant, and not above the judicious use of the word “shit."

Obstacle course

We always tell people, “Oh no, actually, we had our boy.”

What can she climb? Jump off of? Tear apart? Throw against the wall? Wound?

Here she’s climbing the gates that surround a fifteen-foot drop into the window well of a room in the basement. No fear. Except for what I have of what happens when she gets a drivers license.

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