Henry wanting to sit next to me on the couch, pulling me away from the nook table my my hand. The sweetest kid, I swear. He has my heart in the same way Emma does.
No, I don’t favor any little Beat over the other. It’s different with each.
Trite, I know. But I’m telling truth. All truth.
They mention music, I start thinking about the #mymusicmoodnow idea. Music and moods, what songs do what, or could do. What you listen to when and why…
Starting to think like them. FINALLY.
Yes, I said, wrote that.
How can you not admire them, and the way they approach and steer their ships in the life sea.