Danny and I woke up, looked outside the blinds, and saw nothing but blue sky. Ah, vacation.
We’re in Arizona for the week, with Danny’s parents, who are delighting in their granddaughter. We’re delighting in their delighting in their granddaughter.
We’re also luxuriating in iced tea on the back patio in 73° weather, the indolence of not doing much, the meandering decisions of lunch and dinner, and the joy of watching our daughter thrive in this warmth and love.
We’re on vacation. I’m not going to write much here.
Except to tell you that our first morning here, I heard Danny’s mother say to him, “Now Daniel, you know we have eggs. But I got us ham or bacon to go with them.”
Good woman. We’re in the right place.
(And that first morning, the choice was ham.)
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