Adrianna:
The heat of the summer sun beat down, making the shade of the towering trees near the creek feel like an oasis. The sound of the water rushing over the rocks mixed with the excited laughter of her boys as they played in the two-story wooden treehouse Ashton had built them. It was their little kingdom, perched high above the creek, complete with a rope bridge, a lookout tower, and plenty of places to stage their imaginary battles.
I leaned back on the soft picnic blanket I had laid out under the shade of a willow tree, watching as my husband crawled across the wooden bridge on all fours, growling dramatically. "I am the big, bad wolf, and I’m coming for your treasure!"
Brooks and Forest stood their ground, wooden swords raised, their felt crowns slightly crooked atop their go
