We sat on a rough outcropping of rock and dangled our feet over the calm water. I looked down and smiled as the baby sunnies played in and out of the swaying lake plants. I gently squeezed his hand as John Mayer sang Covered in Rain from the iphone sitting in our tackle box. The breeze died as the sun exploded in a burst of orange and yellow on the other side of the lake. As it slid slowly below the trees, we reeled in our lines and began to pack up our things. It was time to go home. When we got to the car he smiled over at me and said, “ya know, pumpkin ice cream is back at Dr. Mike’s”. And I smiled back at him. No more words needed to be spoken- there was going to be Pumpkin Ice Cream for dinner.
And just like that, the day was perfect.
Can we get an AMEN for pumpkin ice cream being back?!