My head is on my Dads chest right now….he is almost asleep. I look around and I really love it here. I even played fetch, wrestled in the floor, and took a nice walk around the block.
Its the quiet times I love the most. The hum of the air conditioner, the smell of mom’s lotion, and the gentle sigh of my dad as I sneak up on the bed.
There may be new rules and I can’t be butt-wild….but I like it here. Life is good as it should be.