two things from saturday

Tank eating chic fil a after his soccer game. he sticks a fork in a
nugget and dances it across the table. "fork riding chicken." then he
flips it over and says, "or chicken riding fork?"

and later tha evening, Pixie came and sat down by me on the couch
while Dimples and Tank played in the back room. she looks up at me and
asks, "who is your mom?" i explain to her that my mom died when i was
young, and i show her a picture of her. "she's so pretty. i love your
mom, daddy." "she would have loved you too, sweet pea. no doubt about
it," i replied. "i'll see her in heaven when i get bigger," she said,
and then jumped down from the couch and ran back to rejoin the others.

you know, so i'll remember.

ghost