The excitement was genuine. No false motions. No planned words or phrases. No arranged entrance or agenda at all. Just a jumping up and down and a clapping when she saw him. One 2 1/2 year old greeting another 2 1/2 year old. It was precious. It was real. It was a gift to watch. Can you remember the last time it was that real. A hug from the center. An embrace from the soul. A smile from the heart. Recapture the moment. An ageless experiment.