20:15… Finally back with my kids.

Seems like forever.  Jack can’t stop saying he loves me, how he missed me, how it’s “so good to talk to you, Dad…” Emma nearly knocking me over with a running jumping hug.  And Henry, nonstop Hi-Dada’s…. I’m so at peace and grateful.  Thinking of the dream I had the other night, of having a Pinot vineyard, making wine for and maybe with my kids.  Wonder why I was dreaming Pinot.  Strange.  Not so much my chased wine type.

Pinot the other night with the Nurse, she asking me something about it and I’m not sure I gave her an answer.  Just a couple minutes ago Henry and I FaceTiming with her while she’s on duty in the PACU.  Henry thanking her for the toys we bought him.

Heart, heaping tonight.

Going back to the wine posts when I first started blogging.  What is wine, what should it be, nothing self-elevating.  Love, enjoyable, family, stories.  WRITTEN.

Henry playing with his toys, making conversations up on the spot nothing thinking just playing, letting whatever be said, acted.  I’m taught…

20:28, need them to bed early.  My goal.  See how I do.