Yesterday as I was walking to the Princeton Public Library to get books because I've redeveloped my bookwormish ways, I saw a little girl walking next to her grandma and a youngish guy who was either her older brother or her dad, it was unclear. That's not important. The girl couldn't have been more than 2 and a half or so. All of a sudden she says to her grandma, "I don't wanna walk." And her grandma just picked her up and started carrying her on her hip. And for a small moment I wanted to be a small child again.