We blew bubbles.
Um, would you look at her? Oh my. And the strawberry eyelashes? It’s like staring an angel in the face. I think.
We climbed trees.
We played basketball.
Can you see all those little things floating around my boy? Those are annoying gnats. But don’t they look lovely in a photo?
There is ALWAYS some type of ball left out in my yard. Why is that?
We gazed upon the flowers.
“Hello Mr. Bee” she says. I taught her that. She understands, as I do, that bees are just delightful, happy little creatures.
I love bumblebees, don’t you?
We had ice pops, too. But I have no pictures of that.
If this is what summer is going to be like, I wish it would hurry on up and get here.