A Day in the Splash Lane: A Mini Story
Before breakfast, the deck smelled like ocean salt and sunscreen. Our youngest hesitated at the platform, then the lifeguard cheered her on. She launched, squealed, and burst through sunlight and spray, popping up with that priceless look that says, again, again, again.
A Day in the Splash Lane: A Mini Story
After lunch, we tried the bigger slide. Her brother counted down; she waved and vanished into a winding aqua tunnel. We heard a distant laugh, then she shot into the pool, triumphant. A high-five, a hug, and suddenly fear had a new name—fun.