A parent likes to claim control.
A kid tends to take control.
A parent likes to claim influence.
A kid tends to exert influence.
If they both stay open and explore; who knows.
Dance? – nope
Soccer? – uhhhh NO.
Hula? – meh
Gymnastics? – sure?
Cheer? – whatever
Biking? – eh, when it’s warm
Making Movies? – if you do the hard part…
Math? – are you kidding?
Singing? – when I feel like it
Well you can’t watch YouTube all day.
Reading?– Hey, I like this.
So…what are you doing now?
Writing a story – will you help me publish it online?
Yes, yes I will.
Let’s see where this goes.
An unusual snowstorm rolled through, in above freezing temperatures, and has closed school for two days.
It was between 6-7 inches at arms length from the patio – perhaps deeper were I to put on shoes.
Measurements aside, the event was fantastic.
Trees bowed down to it’s beauty.
Children (self included) squee’d for it’s accumulation.
Elvis made an appearance.
Puppies (self included) essentially refused to surmount it’s obstacle to carry on business as usual.
And lastly; monuments (erected with slave labor) were surmounted and admired by pilgrims both near and near.
I’m not a massive fan but I do like the team – and I watched the championship game.
One of the perks of working downtown is being able to quickly get out and see the 2016 champions roll by and celebrate the win!
My second victory parade!