Caleb wrinkled his nose as I tickled it with the peacock feather.
Snap
"Perfect!" I said "Snapchat is going to love this one!"
"Ugh, I hope so, all this smiling is making my cheeks hurt." He complains.
"Brat. Come on, I want a running shot of me through the park."
"Ooh, and I'll have my hand reaching out!" He squeals as if he was 10.
**
By the time we're home, Caleb is replaying our Story.
"We forgot to put that cool filter on for the fountain pic." He says.
"Uhm, edit and upload to Instagram. That'll get our feed blowing up!" I say, using my hands to motion an explosion.
"Okey dokey." He says, before turning back to his iPhone 6S Plus.
**
By the time I'm alone, Cordelia is asleep and mum and dad are in their home-offices, working. I walk off to bed, just before posing for a 'goodnight' selfie, inserting the 😘 💤 emojis. I plug my phone in (same as Caleb's, however it's gold, his is silver) and drift off into slumber.
Tomorrow, Caleb and I have planned an outing with 7 friends to a waterfall for Tumblr worth photos.
It's gonna be amazing!
