Summertime is the quintessential season for being a kid. Bare feet, water play, flip flops...the stuff of memories. We are trying to get out into the pool as much as possible. I walked home from work today and I was hot. I said to Vic, "let's take the kids into the pool." So, we put dinner on hold and all went to take a dip. Later we had dinner on the deck.
I think so many of our childhood memories are made in summertime...in our backyards, at grandma's house, on vacation.