TruMama

The moment.

Driving home from Grammy and Poppy’s house along the boulevard and I spot a rainbow. Daddy goes to turn on our street and I say, “No! Go to the beach access.” He hesitates and I point straight ahead.

We’re like, “Look at the rainbow! Isn’t it gorgeous!”

(It was really glowing. Almost neon. The pic doesn’t do it justice!)

And then you’re like, “Let’s go on the beach!”

We run onto the sand and then we look south and we’re like, “Whoa. Look at the sky!”

And then you’re all like, “I’m getting in the water!”

And so you did.

Clothes and all.

The end.

I love you too much!