Is this a victim of Grimace?
No, it's a sleeping four-year-old. Last week Mim was quiet for a while, so I went looking for her. She had fallen asleep on the trampoline with one of her favorite blankets. I sneaked up onto the trampoline myself with an umbrella to try to shade her a bit, but she woke up.
We all rested on the trampoline for a while, staring up at the sky and watching some of the town workmen digging a hole in the field behind our house.
Sweet summer bliss.