“Lucy. What do you suppose is going on here?
“Humm. Looks like someone made some chairs.”
“I’m not sure, but this sand smells like that drink Dad has on Saturday.”
“Could be beer alright. This tree has ornaments on it. I think someone had one heck of a New Year’s Eve.”
“Lucy. What is mom saying?”
“She wants us to look at the Boss. He is taking a picture.”
“Okay, I have my best smile.”
“I always give it an intelligent look, Little One. Keeps them guessing.”