Dear Small, Creative Genius (es),
I was thinking about you tonight. Right now, your Father and I are in our Early Days. I know we will look back at these days, or nights, rather and think things like, "Gosh, we were so young." Even if it doesn't seem like it right now (Eee Gads, your father is now in his 30's!).
Tonight, I sewed my first skirt. While it looks like something Courtney Love would wear to the Grammy's it is an attempt, nonetheless. In case you aren't up on your mid-90's Rock Stars (why would you be, really?) Here is a picture.
And it was a good song. A great song. Even if part of the lyrics included phrases like, ".....and I don't know what goes heeerrrrre......" and "....pre-chorus...I haven't written yeetttt....."
I loved it. I loved it because it was US being most like ourselves. Creating. Persevering. These are simple joys, but they are good. No matter how they turn out.
And while I want you to grow into your own little being, I hope you'll also want to create along with us.
Love and in desperate need of a seam-ripper,
Linking up with Casey