We're taking runs in hot pink flip flops.
Kayaking on the Gulf, soaking up sun, digging in white sand and reading lots of books. Forgetting uniforms and schedules. Needing it bad.
Today Big Brother declared that the day was so young that when it was over it would "be a grandma!"
A sunny outlook brought on by even sunnier skies. We're pretending it won't be over soon. Savoring.
Savoring a complete lack of schedule for a few days and pretending that fall isn't on the horizon. Nope. Just sailboats and sea life.