My wife bought oil pastels for the kids. The girl chose the theme.
I pulled out dip pens with ink that have been dormant for two decades.
Been a minute.

GRIZZLY PEAR
They turned the bed into a pirate ship.
The base of a basketball hoop became their pilot’s wheel.
An Ikea Poang chair became the captain’s deck.
The gangplank was a faux wood sample.
Camping mats were the guardrails.
We hunted for treasure with the crew of stuffed animals.
䷝䷷
the footprints run crisscross
I watched the long awaited first episode of Sandman.
I’m conflicted.
Do I want one of my favorite works replayed on the big screen?
Or just turn off the TV?
Is it greedy to search for revived greatness in another format?
It’s been a quarter century.
The hours are more precious now.
I’ll let the internet decide before I hit episode 2…or season 2.
䷰䷾
The mouse has eaten the king of dreams.
We played Dixit.
He kept showing his hand.
And always picked his own card.
But she understood the game.
We played a few rounds.
Cute Wars did not go so well.
He hated his sister’s claims that her card was cuter.
(That’s the point of the game!)
Crying ensued.
Later that evening, we played with my wife.
She correctly guessed one of my clues.
The girl hated it.
Especially when when I joked “Mommy is my soulmate.”
䷺䷃
a spring wells up at the foot of the mountain