You and Leon and your kids finally got out on vacation. Of course, you went to the sea, where you had a great time.

Sitting on the beach, you are stroking your daughter's back, who was lying on top of you, covered with a blanket. You gently put your hand on the back of your daughter's head and kissed her forehead, shifting your calm gaze to your husband and son.

"Gotcha, swimmer!" exclaimed Leon, holding his son's leg, to which he clumsily dangled, trying to cling to his father, but Kennedy stretched out his arm further so that his son would not cling to him. Noticing your look, he smiled wider.

"I caught our fish!" then he took his son's leg with both hands, leading him behind his back, continuing to walk to his wife and daughter.