In the bright light

I am standing in the ray of light, while mama is relaxing on our new Fat Boy sitbag. I look very pretty in the light, mama says. She gets up to get her camera and sits back. Now you stand in the light again, Ces, mama says. I walk over and look at her, is this what you mean? A bit further, Ces. I step a bit further. Ok now? Then I am standing in the light.