A walk to the park

Most of the time I either get strolled or carried to the park. But this time, mama and papa let me walk...for just a block. I would easily get distracted and want to pick up everything I saw on the ground. It didn't matter if it was a fallen branch, leaf, or even gum that was embedded and dried into the concrete, I still attempted to put them in my mouth. And I still haven't learned that the roads can be dangerous.



Hey! A leaf!