Sagan so loves his Uncle Jason. On the days he comes over (usually Fridays after work), if I come home first, Sagan will shout down “UNCLE JASON IS THAT YOU?”
“No buddy, it’s Daddy.”
“Oh. I thought it was Uncle Jason.”
Dre and I had a bit of a misadventure tonight – he’d just assembled a bicycle for himself, and we set out for a night ride to Golden Gardens… but only made it as far as University Bridge, because of an issue with the aforementioned assembly :)
Ah well – it was still a fun night together, even though we had to walk the bikes back to Cap Hill – it gave us some time to catch up, which was nice. We grabbed a bite + drinky at Smith before we called it. Perfect!
Time to get our hands dirty again, together, in the most wonderful way; growing, together, as a family. Pics from this delightful day here.
An every day you must breathe, just breathe it all in, all the joy and the sorrow and wanting and mystery, and then breathe out peace, or freedom, whichever comes first.
