There is the cutest little blonde girl in a pink checked sundress sitting a few tables away.
Actually, she is kneeling on the chair, so that she can reach the tabletop where a gentleman I am going to assume is her grandfather has sliced up a small, decadent chocolate Bundt cake, which she happily began eating with her fingers until a woman I am going to assume is grandmother insisted on a fork.
Now there is a whipped cream topped chocolately looking beverage to accompany the cake.
I just hope that there are big plans for running between the days rain drops and jumping in puddles to burn off all the inevitable, impending sugar rush.
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