The days last long in the summer. We don’t have much planned after we come back from the march. Mom and Dad are cooking dinner for tonight, and I just go outside by the pool to revel in the sun, dancing to summer tunes. It’s going to be autumn soon, and though I don’t mind the rain at all, I’ll miss the warmth too much to not make the most of it now.
Cleo ends up joining me, that little copycat. She’s not quite confident in her dancing skills yet, but that’s alright. Who needs to take it so seriously.
The Stewarts Family (and other shenanigans) 