But my favorite part is if you look at Lucy’s right arm.
She’s not phased in the least that someone went ahead and buckled up that life jacket right over her chubby little arm. She’s just ready to have a great day on the boat, with or without access to her right arm.
Love that girl.
She’s a little confused as to when we’re going home. She has gone from stating over and over and over like a broken record that she’s now ready to go home, to just calling our cabin our “new house” and being at peace with that.