I’m just laughing so hard. I took a burst of photos of my son practicing a dive at his swim lesson today, and I can see the precise frame where he went from “lithe swan” to “giant airborne pretzel.”
My sleepy little hometown has this nonsensically great summer concert series now that I live ten hours away: Flaming Lips, Thievery Corp, Sylvan Esso and Chvrches all played a cozy downtown amphitheater there this year. What?!
My son just went cruising up the street on his bike, saying, “bye, Dad, I’ll be home by supper,” so I’m just going to sit quietly while being impossibly aged for a little while.
Then I guess I’ll make supper.