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.