Three year-old No. Three loves motion. My walks with her through the neighborhood and around town are always spiked with Three’s discovery of new objects and her new uses for them. Three was the first to discover that bicycle racks in our town aren’t actually for bicycles, they’re one bar monkey bars, also known as monkey bar. When she was two, she noticed one day that she could see through to the other side of a bike rack. Five seconds later, she was holding onto it with two hands, swinging back and forth with her feet lifted off the ground. One of our fancier neighborhoods who seemed to have figured out this trick, robbed the world of the joy by placing decorative metal work across the opening. The first time Three found one of these, I realized that two year-olds are capable of looks of the purest, un-mollified disdain. It should have been no surprise to me when a few weeks later, Three went from a vertical swing to a horizontal one....