Dinner companion
I don't care if it is a thousand degrees outside, I am blissful sitting in the full sunshine on my porch, looking out over the neighborhood, across to the potted herbs growing in mismatched pots all around me, into the trees with branches that hang right over us, and over at my boy.
We eat dinner out here often in the summer months. It's easy to slide plates of sausages and potatoes, salmon and veggie kabobs, chicken and corn right from the grill over to our little table. It also makes me feel like I am getting some time outside after spending my days tapping away on laptop and overwhelmed by conference calls and shuttling between school and the Tae Kwon Do studio.
Last night, the sun was very hot, but the light fell perfectly across Lil E's chestnut hair, totally and stubbornly over-grown, especially for the warm-weather months. He said the sausages I grilled up were too spicy (reminding me of him as a baby, trying new foods and exclaiming, "PICY! PICY, MOMMY! PICY!"). But he happily ate his broccoli and rice and mustered through a few bites of the spicy stuff.
We talked about his day, the last week of kindergarten (reminding me of his first day of kindergarten...just yesterday, wasn't it?). We talked about some silly dog tale with the ongoing storyline we've stretched out for weeks now. We talked about vacations he will take with his dad and then with me this summer.
It was pleasant, calm. The birds were chirping. Our feet were bare. Our bellies were full. A trace of air conditioning slipped out of the porch door and gave some relief. We did not feel rushed. If this was a welcome from summer, she did it right this year.
See Lil E's little muffin feet with the rounded toes and deliciously gushy tops?
I always wondered where he inherited them from.Until I saw this photo right here.
Reader Comments (3)
Glad you enjoyed summer. Tomorrow it's going to be sixty degrees.
;-)