what i'm craving

sidewalks warm to the touch

crickets (but not cicadas)

long glimmery light

the smell of bananas and coconut and sunscreen

. . . . . .

anyone else dreaming of summer?

she's just that kind of girl. the kind that always loves you no matter what, no matter how long it's been or how things have changed. she's that girl with all the spunk and all the talent. she's a joy, an inspiration, and she's wild as a goose.

and i think her daughter may be catching on.

i love you kimmers.

well good morning to YOU sir!

it's so worth it.

it started out innocent enough.

"mom, what are you doing?" he waddles out from his bedroom to me- bleary eyed at the computer at 1:00 am.

"hey bud, what's going on sweetie?"

he snuggles into my shoulder, his cheeks flushed with sleep.

"i think i need to go to the bathroom."

1, missisippi, 2 missisippi.

explosion.

yeah, his assumption was accurate. two more times and his dinner is EVERYWHERE.

we run.

"nate" I call from the bathroom, "we need you."

he came, we cleaned, miles lay down on the floor. it was 3:30 before i lay down next to him.

every 45 minutes, we start again.

he's on the couch, i lay on the ottoman next to him, my calves hanging off the end, my hand on his back. with every twitch, i lunge for the bowl. three times, he doesn't make it, and i'm covered in mommy-responsibility.

at 6:10 am, he grabbs the bowl, i hand him a sip of water, he collapses backwards onto the floor. i tuck a blanket around his face.

"sank you mamma."

i smile.

anytime...

remember them....

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Daniel and Miriam, you are the best of the best. I just love you both!