It’s the little things that make life good. It’s the way the steam rises from the morning pancakes on Father’s Day.
It’s the nectarines that are bursting off the tree and lined up on the windowsill to ripen.
It’s Tyler with his pajamas on backwards and the cascade of books that he falls asleep in every night. The way the boys breathe in the spotlight of their reading lamps just before Greg and I turn in.
And it’s far-away cousins arriving tomorrow that make life good!