Watching my 5.5 y/o swimming, floating on her back and enjoying a Friday early evening . I see things through her eyes: a lone small plane flying by, being brave to try the deep end; having the pool all to herself. Speaking with two boys close to her age. A bird sings nearby; but she doesn't hear it. It's part of the background noise, like the background noise to me is splashes of chlorinated water; excited breaths, jumping from land to water.
Other sounds: Japanese conversation in the jacuzzi blended with the flutterkicks of the children. Pauses and then more mist from a recent dunk, a female voice mixing with the males around her. Gorgeous blue sky.
Loving life.
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