pi day was yesterday.
kiddo and i are back after a weird ass week apart. putt putt this morning. it was ok.
trimmed the crape myrtle in front of my house this afternoon. she helped clean up the detritus. at one point she said "daddy i'm getting scrapes" to which i replied "that's life. if you don't get some scrapes what did you do?" i immediately thought i should write that down as it sounded poignant at the time. i think it still does.
at some point i asked my kid what the tree was called and she didn't know. so the genius that i am, i gave her a hint: "starts with c, ends with rape myrtle".... real fucking smart there.
