Spending an afternoon on our deck with birds chirping, swooping in and out of the garden, splashing in the bird bath.
Going to the native plant sale.
Going to Bloomin’ Days. And freezing. Watching Leah and Emily perform with the music conservatory. Walking through the streets as Phoebe’s zonked out in her stroller.
Stopping at Craig’s record store. Thumbing through albums. Having an impromptu reunion gathering when Raechel and Shaun, and Laura and Wes stop in, too. And being entertained by Phoebe.
Driving home in the rain, but stopping for McDonald’s mochas and taking a detour to look at houses.
Watching a documentary together about the Kennedys at 11 o’clock on a Saturday night.
Sleeping past 6 a.m.
Phoebe waddling around the kitchen with wondrous abandon and talking to herself in her very own language as Kates and I sit at our table reading.
Making Phoebe laugh and imitate us when we shake our heads and make funny faces at her.
Breaded chicken, fried sweet potatoes, steamed broccoli and cheesecake pudding with crushed graham crackers.
Feeling like my iPod is totally in sync with me.
The beginning of summer.
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