Short, sweet and sugar coated. From this weekend, some pictures...
It's really hard to be all- stern, adulty, yelly at someone for being in the fridge- naked, while you're laughing your face off. I was standing in the kitchen and suddenly I see a dark shadow falling from the sky outside. I open the back door and cautiously peer outside- to find Greyson's clothes on the ground. He had thrown them from our upstairs balcony. Seconds later he waltzes into the kitchen and casually helps himself to a drink. Four going on twenty-two.
A walk at sunset. Sunset actually is my favorite color. Explosions of gold and every shade of blue. There was thick cloud coverage so the sun only peaked through for a moment. Looking at the sunset makes me feel so small- in the best kind of way.
Grey catching some sun
The muted warm sun cast the most perfect ethereal light.
Before we exited our walking path returning home, I turned around for one last look. The sky was changing rapidly, each new view darker and more remarkable then the previous. I saw a little black bird on the wire fence soaking up the view too. It made me think of my friend Scott from college and his Beatles Cover -Blackbird. His voice is pure liquid golden enchantment. Please, give a listen.
And here's a Scotty original that will turn into your perfect favorite sweatshirt you want to wear every day. He's a lyrical wizzard, grabbing letters from the sky and making words and magic.
Just one last thing before you go I'll have you know, I'll have you know.
Your picture perfect painted scene is an illusion -a pipe dream.
Which brings me to today. We went to a place called Playland- well - to play of course.
I mostly went to watch the happy jumping.
This little roller coaster was life. Invigorating, painful, unexpected, jerky, rough, electrifying, and exhilarating. And despite how awful it was, I found myself wanting to go again and again.
Parker just watched. One of these days he'll be ready to get on.
Well, the weekend is almost over. I'll join you on the other side of Monday. We got this, Friend.
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