Dear Brooklyn,
You are turning into my my little beach bum.
Today we spent five hours out at Rigby Lake with some friends.
Molly was still not feeling great and spent most of the time glued to me, but you were all over the place.
You played in the sand, you floated the lake in your tube with the big kids, you built a river, you swam around with your floaties on.
I think you would go there every day if you could. And you practically live in your swimsuits anyways.
Which is what I did growing up.
You are becoming more and more like me everyday.
Sincerely, Mom
