Was grumbling to myself about having four hours of waiting around to do.
But then my son got out of the car as two of his friends walked up.
I craned to watch them until they rounded the corner.
Happy kids joined by this things of theirs.
So happy he has this.
His joy is my joy. Happy kid, happy dad.
I am a f***ing malomar. Hard outer shell. Soft as a Lifetime movie on the inside.
Thank god it isn’t karaoke night.