Running. Fast.

Several years ago, we visited Kyle's family in Kansas City for Christmas. 

One evening, while we were enjoying time at Kyle's brother's house, Matt and Liz's oldest son - then an only child and just over two - was running loops of the first floor of their home, chanting:

"I Running! ... I Running! ... I Running!"

He was at the end of his day, using every last ounce of energy to stay in motion a few seconds longer.

Recently, this scene flashed vividly to mind.  Olive was enjoying some time outside.  She looked to Kyle, and said,

"I Running!  Fast!"

We both grinned.