I have never lived some place so hot. I have lived on tropical beaches for most of my life, and still, they can’t touch a New Jersey summer. Today was 102 degrees outside and so humid you could cut the air with a knife. We opted for some backyard pool fun as it was just too hot to travel anywhere.
We had just enough time to splash for a few and share some watermelon before having to come inside and find refuge in the air conditioning.
I glanced over at Jackson and loved how his arms would rest so perfectly on his legs after each bite. How the watermelon dripped down his leg. I loved his rind tossed to the ground and how he made the bottom of the umbrella stand a perfect seat.
But those lips. Those lips melt my heart. The other day I glanced back to the backseat and had to do a double take. For those lips are Finley lips, or so I have been told, and they are shared with my sweet cousin Tyson. What a touching reminder.
