Once... I didn't mind getting my clothes & hair wet.
Once... Lemonade in the sun tasted sooo yummy.
Once... I was a little girl, and I miss that little girl. I miss being carefree and uninhibited. I miss lounging around on a beach towel and not scrutinizing if I'm thin enough, tan enough, pretty enough.
These girls remind me of what it is like and I hope they hold on to it for a long, long time.
We had a hot morning here. No, not "Texas Hot" as all my Texas friends are probably bemoaning at this point, but hot enough for us to break out the sprinkler and spend a while jumping through the cool spray. And when I say "us" I mean the kids... cuz I am inhibited now as an "old mom" and cringe at the thought of getting soggy wet in my clothes. Claire is my excuse. So I live vicariously, and say to myself, "Someday I'll join in." Perhaps someday I will. I'm working on that.
The sprinklers were Abbigail's idea on this day. It beats staying inside when mom is busy packing.
Ella loves the water... however she gets it. She would swim for hours if we let her, but the sprinklers never disappoint, either.
The girls have a friend across the street, Sarah, who they spend their mornings and afternoons running around the neighborhood with.
