I took my four year old daughter in my completely pimp new automobile. I love being in that thing. I feel like a million bucks. I deflect any thought of even so much as a scratch getting on it with this talisman: my eldest son is eighteen and I'm giving it to him in perfect condition. I deflect a negative mental scenario with an easily constructed, ready-made self-inception.
So to speak.
Willow and I arrived at Macey's and I carried her in on my shoulders. Along the front they had tall racks full of spring flowers for sale. She leaned in to touch and smell them. I touched the hanging pots lightly with my fingers. The mountains are still capped in snow, but Spring is in the air.
We got some ice cream, plus a few cups for the other kids and went back home. I played some Magic with the boys and then hit the sack.