Greyson
Wow. Just wow. I watch as River makes her way down the porch steps so we can walk down to the lake. Her long honey blonde hair is in beautiful beach waves from the braid she had in her hair the night before. Her sunglasses were pushed to the top of her head. She has one of my button-up shirts on as a coverup for her bathing suit. The sleeves are rolled up to her elbows and she has a pair of cut-off jean shorts on and a simple pair of flip flops. She looks so natural but so inviting at the same time. She really is the most beautiful person I have ever seen, inside and outside.
She skips up to me, bouncing on the tip of her toes a little bit. "Are you ready?" I can see the excitement all over her face.
"Yes, I got the food," I held up my left hand that held onto our basket, "and
