Hank met a girl named Mackenzie at the beach today. I think he impressed her. She wrote his name in the sand. Inside a heart.
We sat and watched as he played with her. They exchanged lots of commands.
“Bring more water!”
“Pour it here!”
“Here comes a wave!”
And then they decided to swim in the ocean together.
It was at that point I realized Mackenzie was not the only one who might have a crush. Hank was laughing and clearly enjoying himself. It was a wonderful scene. I’m sure he’ll remember her when he’s much older.
I bet she’ll remember Hank, too.