On the end of a breezy summer evening I was attempting to get the kids ready for bed. It had been so hot for weeks and weeks and we hadn't had the windows open at all, I don't blame them for being far more interested in what was going on outside instead of what needed to be going on inside. They were enjoying the view.
I was enjoying the view.
And Eliza, well . . . she seems to enjoy everything.
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