Ten.Two Thousand, Five Hundred & Five
Can I? I definitely can’t.
He turns the key and it opens for him. I get so excited, I almost forget about the alarm.
Drip coffee
Day Zero.
The fog lifts and the sky opens up. Not thinking about emails today. Just beauty.
At the point where brain function is questionable.
Is rush hour on a Friday really the right time to teach her how to turn left onto Highway 29?
She says she likes eating at our house.
We’re at that age now.
But, I don’t think they got ice cream.