I wanted to take some photos of Afton on this cool cement bench. On the drive there she was full of deep questions, "When we die will we still look like us?" We had to park a little further away than I thought, but she assured me she was fine to walk a little, "Because I'm not even carrying anything." I wanted her to have fun and not feel like it was a chore, so I told her to just do whatever she wanted. She spent at least 20 minutes steadily dancing all over the place and softly singing to herself, glancing my way on occasion. Afterward we hit a playground on the way back to the van, then came home and played a rousing game of Sorry. She won and I didn't even let her. We miss the big kids at school, but it's fun to hang out alone together too.