Em: “I’m so hungry, you’re starting to smell like mac n cheese!”Amina: I wonder what Mom and Dad are up to at home. Hmm…Dad’s probably going on about ducks again, and Mom’s probably thinking to herself, ‘And I’m the Insane one.’ Ha.Free: “What do you think Amina’s cooking for dinner? I’m starving!”
Em: “I bet we have cereal again. Amina isn’t the best cook…”As if right on cue, Amina flew up into the air, spontaneously bursting into flames. Making mac n cheese is no joke, kids. Don’t play with ducks–I mean, think about–I mean, you know what I mean.Amina: “Kids, dinner’s on the stove. I’m going to take a bath.”Em: “What is that putrid smell?!”
The two ate as fast as simmingly possible, then ran for the sweet, fresh mountain air just as the sun began to rise.
Em: “You’re one to talk! How many pictures did you take of me ‘just walking’?”
Free: “Not even that many.”
Free: “Are you sure that’s the right one? That fish is more like biggishmonstrous, not hugegiganticnormous…”
Free: “I would have to be as tall as Momma Bear to take that one!”
Em: “Then who…ohhh. I think I know.”
*wink*Free and Em spent the entire day out — exploring, hiking, fishing, you name it. The time flew by, or spun by, or zig-zagged by, depending on how you looked at the time loop…Free: “Sneak attack bear hug!”
…and they loved every second of it.