Cousins Daughter

My Cousins daughter was sitting on one of the 4 high stools at the kitchen counter. We we all warm and happy after a day of fishing and consuming. Family time in the spring in the woods. Pleasant. Cousin had gone downstairs with her son and the little blond wobbler had stayed upstairs. She was carrying on a fairly animated conversation with and older male in the group when she noticed who she was talking to. She, at barely over 2, had already understood the inherent difficulties of the male and female relationship. Her little mind, reeling w/the sudden knowledge of the ages, tipped her off the stool to topple to the wood floor. Her Grandpa quickly helped her unsteadily to her feet. "Are you alright, Honey?" We looked in concern at the slowly tearing eyes. "Ill be right back" was the uneven response. "What, Darling?" Grandpas concern was still there but it had been tempered by a slight amusement. "Ill be right back." The response had no more conviction but, resolved, she turned on her heal and shuffled downstairs to my Cousin.