On the way to the airport we stopped for some ribs and sweet potato fries (oh, how I love sweet taters).
We held hands and talked and Geo got a bit messy from the ribs.
Sometimes you (I) can get a little robotic in life.
Get it done. Check it off. Move to the next thing.
I need hiccups to keep me in check.
This guy is a great partner to me. He keeps me grounded. Gently steps on the brakes when needed. And often sits back and observes so that when I ask for advice he is ready to give it to me.