My father has dedicated most of his life to making people stand on wood, and Margaret is proving that she is his granddaughter. So I think that he should be proud.
She’s saying “shake, shake, shake” as she walks down the beams (which she thinks are called “beans”). The show that she watches while I feed Ellie recommends this method of dealing with injury – try to shake it off by saying “shake, shake, shake,” and if that doesn’t work, you ask an adult for help. She’s not hurt here. She just likes saying “shake, shake, shake.” Also, in the background you can see Leo playing with Margaret’s toys. He likes the tee and the bat very much.
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