A Friday night trip to Pennsylvania to hang with some of our very best people, which resulted in Arlo and Felix playing so late into the night that I dare not publish the hour on the internet. They hadn't seen each other since Halloween, when they both showed up wearing matching T-rex costumes.They did their best to make up for lost time. Neither time nor distance hampers the bond that those two boys have. They are best friends to their very cores. Is it possible this friendship could stretch through adolescence and into adult hood? Will these boys be each other's best men? The godfather of each other's children?
As I mentioned, they didn't get very much sleep. So the next morning when we went to meet my friend Lorien and her little bitty baby at Oregon Ridge State Park for the Maple Syrup Festival, we had a very unenthusiastic Arlo to contend with. He wanted to spend most of the time looking at the taxidermy, the fox in particular. I tried plying him with maple candies, but it was all for naught. We left without doing much except for a visit to the sandbox.
Now on to a new week and warm weather. I'm choosing to completely ignore the snowflake marring the forecast. It can't be. It just can't be. It's time for green things and sunshine and longer days.