SUMMER BECAME THEM. A POST WITH GYMBOREE

They tossed their shoes aside and quickly forgot about them. They forgot about their television shows and video games, they forgot about their iPads and iPhones. They forgot about the endless days spent locked indoors.

When the heart of summer rises you toss your shoes aside and run into it with bare feet and open arms. I watched my children run down the path so fast I could hardly keep up, my own bare feet slapping loudly on the wooden walkway. Yet as we ran in the summer heat, I smiled and laughed out loud.

These are the moments that define us.
These are the moments that make our summers.

I want to remember our long beach walks and our sandy toes. I want to remember the sand castles, the messy popsicles, the broken sand dollars, the late night s'mores and the endless rounds of catching fireflies. I want to remember the look on my children's face as they caught the perfect wave, as they danced in the sprinkler and as they lit their sparkler. I want to remember the joy in my heart as I watched them play, as I watched them share a secret, share a book and share a moment.

These are the summer days.
These are the days I want to remember.
I want to remember when the summer became them.

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