A walk in the park.
When you’re two
and your name is Wilde Fox
a walk in the park
is never
a walk in the park.
First, there’s the desire for control.
For complete and utter control.
The directing and the wishing
and the veryvery underdeveloped verbal communication skills.
Next comes the demanding and the pulling
and the desperate breakdown
that gets him almost less than nowhere.
Then,
ultimately,
a measure of submission is reached.
A settling of sorts.
A coming to terms with reality.
2 Comments
Allie P
Wow, I'm just impressed that you managed to get pix and document this without both of you falling in!!!
LaceyKeigley
Me too!
Just one hand tapping the focus button and hoping it all works out.