That my dear people is the delightful sound I get to enjoy every time we head back from the pool. We were down at the lake which means a little swimming every day. And while they might fight over pool equipment or towels (which makes me nuts), somehow it all melts away as we head home and I listen to squish, squish, squish, squish. That sound that only kids can make in flip flops.
Pure summer decadence.
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