i hope i always remember the fall of '23
when my son was home from college
figuring things out,
and my home was full of my daughter and her friends
painting little paintings,
laughing and creating and listening to Noah Kahan.
it was a good time, y'all.
and after i went to bed, there was finally someone who could stay awake
late enough to be up when she got home.
i'd hear my kids outside my room laughing and talking
teaching each other weird dances and about life.
it's like they did the work for me.
and better than i could've done it myself.
and even though sometimes i'd stick my head out to shush them,
i rarely meant it.
it was like having the little apartment where everyone became a kid again.
when my son was home from college
figuring things out,
and my home was full of my daughter and her friends
painting little paintings,
laughing and creating and listening to Noah Kahan.
it was a good time, y'all.
and after i went to bed, there was finally someone who could stay awake
late enough to be up when she got home.
i'd hear my kids outside my room laughing and talking
teaching each other weird dances and about life.
it's like they did the work for me.
and better than i could've done it myself.
and even though sometimes i'd stick my head out to shush them,
i rarely meant it.
it was like having the little apartment where everyone became a kid again.
can you make a home that stays like that forever?
i plan to find out.