My oldest (5) came and asked daddy for a special adventure after putting up her dinner and cleaning up her toys.
I said, "let's roll," climbed out of my la-z-boy, and grabbed the P1K5 key.
On our walk outside amidst the bugs, fresh cut field, and stars she said, "daddy will you hold my hand" - see, she was scared of the not too long, yet dark, walk to the shop. Hand in hand we walked as she told me she wanted to go somewhere special she had never ridden to. I thought to myself for a minute, then decided on a spot down the county road a few miles where there is a bridge and a slow winding, picture frame-worthy creek.
We fired up and headed out. I made memories with my daughter. I shared a few hours of her life that I didn't surrender to an IPad or Disney show. She laughed, smiled, and talked to her daddy the whole time. She polished up on her driving skills while I forgot about work and other things that consume my mind while at home. I appreciated the bullfrog that hopped across the slowly cooling, still warm country asphalt. We watched a doe move through a pasture, cautiously avoiding giving away her already revealed location. We simply hung out and spoke about what was going on in her tiny, yet infinitely expanding world. So much yet to learn, yet so much still to teach myself. I always learn more from her than she from me. Appreciate the small things, slow down, get out, and go make a memory.
I said, "let's roll," climbed out of my la-z-boy, and grabbed the P1K5 key.
On our walk outside amidst the bugs, fresh cut field, and stars she said, "daddy will you hold my hand" - see, she was scared of the not too long, yet dark, walk to the shop. Hand in hand we walked as she told me she wanted to go somewhere special she had never ridden to. I thought to myself for a minute, then decided on a spot down the county road a few miles where there is a bridge and a slow winding, picture frame-worthy creek.
We fired up and headed out. I made memories with my daughter. I shared a few hours of her life that I didn't surrender to an IPad or Disney show. She laughed, smiled, and talked to her daddy the whole time. She polished up on her driving skills while I forgot about work and other things that consume my mind while at home. I appreciated the bullfrog that hopped across the slowly cooling, still warm country asphalt. We watched a doe move through a pasture, cautiously avoiding giving away her already revealed location. We simply hung out and spoke about what was going on in her tiny, yet infinitely expanding world. So much yet to learn, yet so much still to teach myself. I always learn more from her than she from me. Appreciate the small things, slow down, get out, and go make a memory.
