04.30

Most of the time, I just try to pretend the change isn't coming.

04.29

I think he's going to be my scorekeeper.

04.28

Aside from the mistake of raw peanuts, everything was perfect.

04.25

It seems a bit strange to be so attached to a group of toys.

04.21

Two guests, sleepover, all weekend.

04.20

It felt like vacation. My own little retreat. They cooperated.

04.19

I don't think it's a new feeling, but now that these days are numbered, it's more real. I'm going to miss them.

04.18

We had everything we needed: a breeze, green grass, shade, sticks, imaginations.

04.17

I love all the kiddos, but I could not do that job.

04.16

Being there is comfortable for us both.

04.14

Waves: clouds, emotions, days.

04.11

I couldn't believe how much they walked. Without complaint. Their idea.

04.10

The most bubbles ever.

04.09

Is his desire to document his days a product of me? I wonder if that's true. If it's good or bad.

04.08

Credit for this successful Easter morning belongs only to the dad.

04.06

Visits are never long enough.

04.05

A long, full day of celebration.

04.03

The green folder is now the "Ideas Folder" and he's filling it with sketches of good guys, bad guys, and weapons.

04.02

I thought I missed it, but I guess somedays, I'm luckier than others.

04.01

It's easy to convince myself of its superfluity. But moments like this I have to record. Just for myself. I forget so much and so quickly.