Saturdays like this one
It was back to music class this morning after a respite for Mardi Gras and it was good to see all the little people who just months ago were strangers and are not part of the repertoire of our lives. Afterwards, we stopped by friends uptown and wound up in the pool where Tin wanted to go underwater and then didn’t want to stop going underwater – good sign for our future of summers at the beach. We came home to eat lunch where Tin had gumbo and I had tunafish, but we ended up switching – he ate all my tuna and crackers and I ate his seafood gumbo. Who knew? Then I gardened while Tin brought his abacus out and counted on the porch.
It’s so beautiful outside I have to remind myself that I’m not hallucinating, so I am channeling John Denver.