Skinned knees and dirty feet. It seems that's what little boys are made of.
45 minutes in her bed for a rest time, just because she wanted to. She finds her room to be a peaceful, restful place. Exactly what it's supposed to be.
Pretty fingers and toes.
A morning in the park, because Daddy had to work until 6 A.M and could probably use a quiet house to sleep in.
You say, "ready! set! go!" and he takes off running.
Hide-and-Seek in the bushes.
It's not even summer yet and it's already my favorite of all the summers.