My daughter gets dragged around a lot. You could say she’s working as a NEBRASKAland intern for the next several years. And she’s a darn good one. Mostly, she allows me to approach people during their afternoon picnics without feeling as if I’m totally imposing. Providing just a moment of distraction, she waves at a group of strangers while I attempt to crop her out of the picture of that same group of strangers.
All in all, it’s a very good working relationship. However, if the grass is a bit tall, or it’s a bit too warm for her tastes, or I have forgotten her Fisher Price camera in the vehicle, the relationship temporarily sours.
Until she sees a dragonfly, or bird, or deer, and then tears give way to smiles, and the world is bright once again … at least until she’s thirsty.