A stalker to the cute

 

I'd been stalking them for a moment, attracted by the hats and the sweet playfulness and tenderness of the three girls...

 

 

... when one of them noticed me, a moment before her little sister got down from her mom's arms and started to dance on the pavement, as she went along, and sing something silly in a foreign language.

I re-directed my camera and pretended to be interested in a Mormon 'temple', but continued to snap the happy bunch for another minute or two, because the non-negotiable thing about me is that I will stalk the cute, always, everywhere and openly. I promise.