They ran fast and jumped silly right in the middle of the spray.
They stood directly over it and shook bottoms, crazy dancers in the fading light of day.
We laughed and clapped at an assortment of stunts.
The baby girl walked tentatively on the edges and directed the traffic of older siblings through water.
It was easy.
It was good.
It was medicine to my weary, wounded soul.
1 comment:
I love the little ray of sunshine coming right down on them!
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