While filming the President and his backup singers/swimmers, I would glide through the water in front of them capturing their smiling bobbing faces on film. Then I went to chase behind the President filming his splashing elf-shoes from behind. While quickly struggling to keep up with his gliding, singing elf-self, we leaped from moat to moat like dolphins and I just had to reach out and touch, just barely, his kicking toe as I was filming the extravagant performance.
The story ended when I heard a little tinkle-bell in our bathroom and then saw her standing at my door. I gestured her in to our bed for a morning snuggle.
(I guess designers dream in color- or I maybe I just assigned colors to things)