So, I snuck out of work early the other day (as I often do . . .shhh), to pick up my 22 month old. I like to get there when they are on the playground and hide on the step so I can watch her before she realizes I'm there. It was 73 degrees and sunny in mid-November (got to love Austin, right?). At first I just saw smiling faces, laughing and happiness. Then, I started to observe their movements. After all, I do it at work all day, so it's hard to leave it behind.