Sundays

1st Sunday-

"Jill baby are you ready to go?" I yelled to my niece Jill as I grabbed the small picnic basket that was sitting on the counter and then my red and white beach bag off of the floor.

"To the beach! To the beach! To the beach!" she came to a stop in front of my and started flailing her arms around as she screamed, "We're going to the beach!"

I laughed and leaned down; fixing her bright yellow shirt that was half tucked into her shorts. Her dark curls were messy and very bouncy as she danced around; her big brown eyes were bright with excitement.

"Come on Rosie! We're going to the beach!"

I laughed again and then herded her out of the house, taking her hand in mine as we started our way down the road to the beach.