#NewThisDay Writing From My Photo Stream

It’s great to have Frank home. I watch Wave early. We cuddle on the couch with a movie. I fall back asleep. He plays soccer and I went to the field to watch him. He has just started. Fun to see the pre-K kids learning a skill as a group. My favorite moments: seeing how skilled he is a concerned teammate. More than once, after a kid got slightly hurt, fell or whatever, he leaned in and made eye contact and asked, “Are you okay?’ A really wonderful night. All the kids and more for dinner and then pickle toward dusk, everyone playing. Huge success. Frank and I made dinner together. After pickle I walked to the river, trusing I’d see something in the quiet night. The bright moon rising. And the beaver swimming toward shore. He/she climbed onto the shore. Huge! I watched for awhile and called my daughters to come out, and they did, and Wave, and the beaver got back in the water and swam away. There were two or three of them out there tonight, slapping their tails. Charlie used to swim after them which frightened the heck out of me. Chippie was sleeping indoors after watching us play pickle. Charlie never would have just watched us play pickle. He would surely have been in the game after the ball.