Lying

This afternoon we were lying on a blanket in a shady spot of the backyard.

The diapers were neatly piled in the laundry basket nearby, and we were just hanging out, waiting for Mark to get home.

Our heads were together at one end of the blanket, and we both had our feet up in the air. Waved them around for a bit. Then there was a bit of hand surprise — my hand up in the air, wiggling… who knows when it will drop, and what will get tickled?

There were giggles and squeaks.

And a few times, she turned her head to make eye contact and share a smile.