Hurricane

When you were very little, there was a terrible storm.

The storm knocked down many trees in the park.

Here I am pointing out a large tree that had gotten knocked down.

And here I am enjoying the wind blowing through my hair.

Here we are just being glad to be out of the apartment. You were probably saying something to make me laugh.

When you and Dad found a giant puddle/new lake, of course you has to walk through it.

Sometime puddle stomping makes you tired.