Just Like That

 . . . Jemma gets her hair cut into a sweet little bob, and she looks like such a big girl as she rides Annie's old scooter down the sidewalk, kicking her right leg up for effect as she glides along.

 . . . the winter coats, boots, and snowpants are banished to the basement.

 . . . the neighbors gather to grill out, kill a case of Sierra Nevada, and let the kids tire each other out on a Friday night.

 . . . the girls' cheeks are a little pink after a day playing outside in tank tops and shorts.

 . . . we sit in our living room at 7:45 p.m. with the windows wide open, the sun streaming in, feeling tired-in-a-good-way after a full, happy day.