That’s when Victoria spotted it—a lone, neon-green pool noodle left over from last year’s barbecue. She grabbed it, held it like a microphone, and declared, “Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Victoria Cakes Pool Noodler!”
For the next hour, Victoria and Noodle played “rescue the rubber duck.” She’d launch ducks across the pool with the noodle-scooper; Noodle would shriek with joy and splash after them. Neighbors peeked over fences, laughing. Someone shouted, “You’re a professional pool noodler now, Vic!” victoria cakes pool noodler
By sunset, the grass was a swamp, the ducks were lost under the hydrangeas, and Noodle was asleep in a towel. Victoria leaned back, noodle still in hand, and whispered to herself, “Best job in the world.” That’s when Victoria spotted it—a lone, neon-green pool
That’s when Victoria spotted it—a lone, neon-green pool noodle left over from last year’s barbecue. She grabbed it, held it like a microphone, and declared, “Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Victoria Cakes Pool Noodler!”
For the next hour, Victoria and Noodle played “rescue the rubber duck.” She’d launch ducks across the pool with the noodle-scooper; Noodle would shriek with joy and splash after them. Neighbors peeked over fences, laughing. Someone shouted, “You’re a professional pool noodler now, Vic!”
By sunset, the grass was a swamp, the ducks were lost under the hydrangeas, and Noodle was asleep in a towel. Victoria leaned back, noodle still in hand, and whispered to herself, “Best job in the world.”