and today. . .

He bounded off the bus, all smiles. Feeling so much better.

Dropping his lunch box as he reached the yard. . .reaching to wrap his little arms around me in a hug. . .

Smiles. . .

And ready to ride his new bike (a preloved bike from a new neighbor. . .it goes faster than my old bike. . .repaired, and the perfect size for our growing Jack).

Max and I sat out in the sunshine, watching our buddy ride up and down the street.

Pavement warm on my feet. . . late summer sun. . . the crinkle of early fall leaves dancing, skittering up the street.

A moment . . . time standing still. . .