Jazmin drops a pillow on the rug and stomps her foot. 'Base camp!' she announces.
Mom tosses a stuffed bear into the air; it lands perfectly in Jazmin’s lap with a soft thump.
She catches it mid-air and grins, holding the prize up high.
Ulises tries to tickle Jazmin but slips on a sock, landing in a heap of giggles against the sofa cushions.
Dad lifts Jazmin onto his shoulders; she reaches for the ceiling fan which spins silently above them.
Her eyes go wide as saucers, watching the blades cut through the dust motes.
They pile onto the big blue couch under a mountain of blankets, listening to the house settle.
Jazmin snuggles close, feeling safe and warm in the cozy den.