July 3

It was but a stitch in time, but this evening I went into the kitchen. Adam had Bon Jovi playing on the sound system. A moment later, Brady came into the room and starting breakin' it down (albeit it with a little prompting from yours truly).

There's something utterly smile-jerking about seeing a four-year old strut his stuff to quality '80s music. It took me back five years to when it was Logan doing his thing on that very same patch of less-than-perfect linoleum with a similar sense of reckless abandon and of course, a similar smile.

Both the reality and the memory... both very good things indeed.