I love to walk. Walk and walk and walk. I love to step my left foot in front of my right foot and then my right in front of my left. I don't really care where I am going, I just want to keep walking. I walk down the hallway, into the living room, through the kitchen, into all the bedrooms and back into the hallway over and over and over and over again. My mom is always right behind me. And, since I've been wakling, I have been eating more-it makes you hungry to walk you know.