There was a perfect tutu, a skateboard, a bright sunny day, a crowded beach and a grumpy pants ballerina. We bribed her with ice cream which worked, except that she wouldn’t smile. Really, I can’t blame her. She’s eight. She wanted to play with barbies. Or, I don’t know, swim. Come to think of it, we should have bribed her into the ocean after the beach shots. Oh well, next time!
It’s Thursday afternoon and it’s a zillion degrees in Austin, Texas. Ugh.
Have a good one,