Peter Pan

I'm Peter Pan, and I'm with my family: my wife Sasha, my son Sam, who's seven, and my little daughter Adele, who's seven months old. We decided to go to the river. We're already at the sea. I'm swimming with Sam, and Adele and Sasha are near the water by the shore. Sasha was wearing a black swimsuit, Sam was wearing blue trunks, and so was I. Adele was wearing yellow panties. She walked to the shore with a bucket, filled it with water, gave Sasha the bucket to carry, and walked with it to our mat, where she dug something and poured water. Sasha: Adele, stop. Adele: mmm...mom...give Sasha: What, you'll get the shovel in the bag later? I braided her hair into little pigtails Sasha: Here you go, everyone. Adele: Give me...a drink...a drink... Sasha: I just got her bottle out She started drinking greedily and then she gave it to me. Sasha: Everything is great Adele went to the water

He loves Adele, Sam, and Sasha. He likes to call her Adele and Sammy. He's calm and doesn't talk about pirates or anything like that.