Flying

I remember, as a child, liking to “fly” on the feet of my parents while they were laying down.  K. also likes to fly, and N. too (though I’ll say that the 13 pound difference between them is quite noticeable).  Kate was having her turn flying in the air, and I took advantage of her balance abilities to snap some photos.  I tried to crop my toes out of the pictures, since my most recent pedicure is not recent at all.