Misty morning...blonde hair, blue eyes etc...

I woke up to rain this morning, and a quiet house. June was up and at it by 5:30am so even though I lay in bed still, so was I. There was a dampness in the air that didn't encourage getting out of bed. So I lingered. I always linger.

I went through the same old morning routines that I might typically go through, and Grandma slept through all the rain and noise I was making. She must have needed the sleep. I imagine that Zoey runs her ragged each day. It wasn't long before I heard a small voice from Zoey's room, so with the usual smile and flicker of excitement in my stomach that hearing her brings, I shuffled into her room and eased her into the day. We sat on her chair and watched Eddie and Dick, her fish, swim around. We talked about the squirrels playing in the tree outside, and we discussed her teeth. For some reason I had a moment as misty as the dripping trees outside. As we sat there in that chair, Zo standing on my lap, leaning in toward me, offering unsolicited hugs and soaking up the early morning closeness with her soon to depart Dad, it struck me that I could live in that moment a million times over and every day for the rest of my life. Misty eyes come quick with this parenting stuff. I have to go t work now but I might just be sitting in that chair with the Zedder all day.