I told her the news, the good news.
The news that involved her playing with her friends for four hours straight in a wonderful place.
She jumped straight up into the air, Masai-like. Jumped.
I wondered why I didn't jump for joy, when joyous. I should, I thought. I will.
Here's hoping you jump for joy this weekend. I think you should.
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PS I'd jump for joy to have these Moroccan mosaic tile and marble floors. Oh! Sublime.
