Andreana, my youngest niece, is five years old.

I wore shorts a lot. Vancouver was muggy. Sitting at my feet as I bent to tie my shoes, Andreana ran her hand over the hair on my shins.

"Are these pants!?" she cried.

"No, silly, they're my legs," I said.

She paused a moment and said, "Your legs make me feel cheerful." Our vacation was exactly what I needed it to be.

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