"I want to walk up there." She pulls herself up onto the low brick wall and streached out her arms to balance.
I walk along the footpath next to her.
"Ooo - I'm so high!"
"Very high - almost as tall as me."
She pauses, grabs me for balance and stands on her tippy toes. "No, I'm higher."
I smile and decide not to disagree.
I hold her hand as she jumps down and runs to the next fence, it's a picket fence so she runs to the next one. It's a high security fence.
"Why doesn't everyone has good fences?"