I am writing the morning after...last night the three of us snuggled in bed. We read Richard Scarry's Best First Book Ever! (If he was a contemporary author, not sure Richard's books would fly in the publishing industry now. Kid's books seem so shallow now. Back in my day...crank, crank, crank...) and passed out.
What I wanted to tap out really quickly was that yesterday we took an epic drive and the music was great after sunset. Some excellent heavy tunes came on to inspire Jared to have a lead foot on the gas.
At one point, Sick of It All came on. Jared and I turned to look at each other with the biggest smiles. SO DAMN GOOD.