Baby Taylor Outing Accident
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The sun bathed the backyard in golden light as Taylor and Tom scrambled out the door, sneakers crunching against the gravel path. Their mothers trailed behind, laughter mingling with the clink of lemonade pitchers and snack containers being set on the picnic table. Taylor challenged Tom to a three-legged race first, their ankles hastily tied with a bandana before they wobbled across the lawn, collapsing in giggles near the rose bushes. The swings soon creaked into motion, both kids pumping their legs wildly to touch the oak branches above while their moms pushed from behind, teasing them about outgrowing the seats by summer’s end. By afternoon, the breeze strengthened—perfect for kites. Tom’s dragon-shaped kite spiraled first, tail snagging on the hedge, but Taylor’s striped diamond soon danced higher than both mothers’ attempts. They chased shadows across the grass until fireflies emerged, the group finally sprawled on a checkered blanket, trading stories of cartwheels and near-misses as dusk settled around them.
