It is way too early to be ready for bed, but that is where I am tonight. It is so early that Potatoe just made me let him back outside, so he could spend more time playing with Pumpkine and Trooper in the backyard. I had called him in just a bit ago. The three routinely play some sort of game in the evenings that looks a bit like tag.
Little Chirp is in the garage apartment with Brainy Bird enjoying “brother time”. Storme is my bestie right now as he looked around the house for Little Chirp, and then cried at my bedroom door when he could not find his person. I am forever fascinated by how soft Storme’s fur is. All three of the kitties are snuggly soft, but Storme is like the cashmere of kitty softness.
Storme has only been laying next to me for five minutes or so, and he is already off to an enviable slumber. I am exhausted. I started my day at 4 PM. I was anxious to get a jump on the week. This caught up to me about an hour ago when I realized that I am exhausted.
Potatoe just barked to be let back inside, and he has taken a spot at the foot of the bed. If Trooper or Pumpkine were laying next to me, I think Potatoe would have pushed them aside, but he let Storme keep the spot next to me. Being the older two of the furs, Storme and Potatoe seem to have a sort of bond, an understanding between one another. I think that Storme is secretly the fur in charge of the Storey family.
Potatoe needed just a few minutes to be snoozing in rhythm with Storme. At the present rate, we are all going to be asleep before nightfall.
Today was a good day. I would like to tell you that the virus went away, and equality was achieved among all of mankind, but that is not what happened to day. Today was a good day in that we spent time together as a family.
Our time as a family began with my lunch break. The boys made the taco soup that is now one of Little Chirp’s favorite recipes. The soup is actually a whole30 recipe, which means it basically consists of grass fed beef, vegetables and spices. The dish is so delicious that it is hard to believe that it is so good for you. After lunch, I got back to work, and the boys did some chores around the house.
About an hour ago, I finished up with work, and we went to our favorite restaurant for an inexpensive dinner. We had a comical back and forth during dinner over what kind of dressing Little Chirp wanted on his wedge salad. I did not think the wanted blue cheese dressing. It turns out that he did in fact want blue cheese dressing. I like blue cheese crumbles on my salad, but with ranch dressing. I thought that Little Chirp was confusing cheese crumbles with dressing. I was silly to have carried this notion as Little Chirp knows his way around a menu, and I now stand corrected.
In between the salad dressing debate, we talked about Brainy Bird applying to college, and at one point I asked Little Chirp how many years he thought that it would be before Brainy Bird was an adult. After a few analysis questions, Little Chirp came up with five years. The crazy thing about Little Chirp’s guess is that LIttle Chirp will be an adult himself in just a little over five years. Where does the time go? When Brainy Bird explained to Little Chirp that he would be an adult in less than a year, Little Chirp looked shocked.
It then hit me that there are kids in Brainy Birds high school class that will be old enough to vote in this year’s presidential election. What a year to be voting for in a presidential election for the first time. The first year that I was able to vote for president, Bill Clinton was running for re-election against Bob Dole and third-party candidate, Ross Perot. This feels like another life time.
I find myself wondering if Brainy Bird was old enough to vote in November, who would he vote for? Who will be running the first year that Brainy Bird is old enough to vote in 2024?
As a family, we are entering a new era of life as Brainy Bird nears adulthood and starts his plans to go off to college. I am excited for him. I am also sad at the idea of him not being here with us everyday. We are a great little family unit. I am not quite ready for one of the birdies to leave the nest.