~ GENNY ~
"Let's race! First one to the top gets everyone else's dessert!" I announced as I pointed at the tree.
"Genny, your mom said we can't climb the great oak tree. It's too tall," Charlie whined.
Gideon stood next to Charlie, crossing his arms and doing the best impression of our father that his seven-year-old face could muster. "Yeah. You're going to get us in trouble. Again!"
Reid scratched his head as he examined the tree. "I bet we can't even get to the second branch."
I rolled my eyes and turned to him. "And I bet that I can make it to the third branch without falling."
He propped his fists on his hips and lifted his chin. "Okay fine, what do I get when you don't get up there?"
I tapped my chin as I studied the branches. "Umm, what do you want?"
"Hmm. How about... a hug.
