Typical Thursday

Most mornings start off the same here. We are all in a hurry. A hurry to get to the bathroom. A hurry to get dressed. A hurry to eat breakfast. And while there is a slow period from twelve to two, the afternoon quickly picks up pace and sends us into an obstacle course of errands to run. Bills to drop off. Groceries to buy. Library books to pick up.

Today I wanted to take it slower.

I wanted to watch it and feel it. To watch Marley chase the cold winds that are blowing in through the patio. To listen to the whistling of the winds through the buildings. The shriek sound picking up when the winds try to squeeze through the creaks and crevices. To take some time and look through Scout’s old baby pictures. Amazing to watch. Maybe even order a pizza for lunch instead of getting out all the utensils, pots, pans. Maybe I’d just like to enjoy things for a few more minutes.

I don’t always get a chance to wonder what’s she thinking, eyes glazed over and directed at Scooby Doo cartoons.


Or the way her lips purse together when she’s trying to pronounce a viable “Scooby”.


Then there’s the giddy spurts of laughter that come out of nowhere. The fill the house with such happiness. Such youth.


And then sometimes I can just snap my picture at the most precise moment and just happen to get a fair shot of the two enemies being best friends.


And, then, there are moments where I don’t understand her, but I’m awfully glad that I know her.



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