As Luck Would Have It

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As luck would have it we were blessed with a healthy, inquisitive child.  More importantly, the family, friends, and adults who propel him forward–to stay curious and active–have done so much to grow his world.  Vacation: Borrego Springs…with Gordon Reed and family.  Dust, art, nature, and machines.

 

Free + board

Crushed three hours of freeboarding with D today–the kid is a constant reminder that silly stuff is the best stuff. Smiles and singing the entire time, even after some 50 headers. Epic.

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4,186 Sleeps


I wish I had all of Daniel’s 4,186 sleeps on video–I would shamelessly put them on a loop, in reverse order, and watch him get younger with each passing day.  As it is, D is off to astro camp to consider the perigee of the moon (one of six “super-moons” this year), stay up late, and generally be a kick-ass 11-year old while mom and dad contemplate how to slow down this whole thing called ‘growing up.’  You can’t see it (like the new moon) but it’s larger and closer than we all think.

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Then the child moved ten times round the seasons
Skated over ten clear frozen streams
Words like when you’re older must appease him
And promises of someday make his dreams.

Joey, do you like movies about gladiators?

True story: in 5th grade, my teacher took us on an ‘oceanography’ field trip to (wait for it)…his fishing boat.  Now, to be fair, he was a billfisherman and harpooner at that, but I seriously think he needed to finish prepping “Sloppy Tail” (or whatever his boat was called) for a long weekend of fishing.

Cut to D’s 5th grade outing to The Getty Villa.  Grecian and Roman art at every turn, a beautiful hillside setting, on a 75 degree day in January.  Not a rapala or a six pack of Olympia to be found.  Oh how times change.

Get Into It

Cheers to you if you’re already getting into the holiday spirit via your kids and the wonderful creatures that they are #holidayrecitalsrock  $2K in audio/video equipment and I still couldn’t capture D. murdering some politically correct version of “Come All Ye Faithful.”  Maybe it’s a blessing in disguise…a true ear-cation.