“This is the most fun summer will get,” I thought delightedly at the botanical garden splash pad this week.
It’s the anticipation within this moment, right at the crest of the wave, when nothing is certain but all is hopeful for the future. Just two weeks left of preschool. No news about where we’re going—good or bad. One of our first days of warm, sunny weather.
We’re on the countdown. We just don’t know what we’re counting down to. In the meantime, we enjoyed the beautiful morning, ran into Isaac’s preschool buddies unexpectedly for added fun, and—of course—stopped to smell the roses.
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