Tyler and Lydia laugh at stories I tell them of when they first touched grass and how they would lift their legs up to try to get away from the weird textured thing that I set them on. They really wanted to be present when I put Kathryn on the grass for the first time.
She seems resigned to her fate, unlike baby Tyler who lifted up all four limbs as high as they would go, and wailed, in his attempt to escape.
Of course, she also has a sweet brother and sister to comfort and reassure her.
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