Every now and again I'll be in the middle of doing something altogether ordinary, and I'll do this thing where I sort of step outside of myself and see what is happening as if from a third party. Last night I was standing at the sink -- which is where I spend a great deal of my time... In fact, I think if I had a little time meter mounted there it would reveal that is indeed where I spend most of my time during the day... splashing, washing, drying, rinsing, filling pots, banging and clanking dishes in the sink. I was there when I looked out the window on to this scene... Music playing, the goldeny sun hanging in the trees, John grilling, Owen kicking it in his baby jail -- which he was confined to because I was watering plants and didn't want him to add to the cache of nicks and bruises he has been steadily collecting on his forehead and cheeks each day he's been walking. Seeing my guys out there together made me happy.
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