But our truth is that we spend plenty of time on the inside and these moments are full of just as much goodness as those baptized in fresh air. And I don't want to forget them.
I don't want to forget the hours that Sena spends playing with her dolls and the times that Arlo comes in to join her.
I don't want to forget the way Gus hardly knows how to entertain himself inside without the aid of pixelated images and snacks.
I don't want to forget my littlest boy, asleep asleep on my bed as the afternoon light bursts through, dreaming dreams I will never know about.