Some days turn out just the way they are supposed to. Friday we used the neighbors stinky, smoky burn pile as an excuse to load up the car lickety split, grab some snacks, and head out to the lake. Nothing like too many ice cream bars to clear the smoke from your lungs.
We had books in the shade, and wading in the sun. The water made some grass art for our benefit, and a crow tried to make off with our box of crackers.
We watched Maddie dance in the shallows until the water started to sparkle, and it was time to head home.
Some days turn out just the way they are supposed to.