14 08, 2016

What I remember when you were 4 years old.

By |2018-07-27T10:23:55+00:00August 14th, 2016|Home, Monkey, Uncategorized|0 Comments

Five is a good number. It's strong, it's solid, it's all your digits on a single hand. And this week, your earth turned another full year around the sun and you became that much taller, that much more grown up, that much less of my little boy and that much more an ever-blossoming young man of [...]

19 04, 2016

That Giggle

By |2018-07-26T03:47:33+00:00April 19th, 2016|Home, Monkey|1 Comment

When I look at this photo, I hear your infectious giggle. When I look at this photo, I see pure, unadulterated childhood joy. When I look at this photo, I smell summer on your skin. When I look at this photo, I touch your small hand that still reaches for mine. When I look at [...]