After I picked him up from school, he told it was the best day ever. We made two batches of cookie dough. They played hockey inside with a cotton stuffed tomato and lightsabers then danced. Coconut oil in the pan, the pepper mill wouldn’t grind. The oil started smoking. I opened the window and watched smoke filter through the screen. It’s much simpler than we realized.
I’m giving this yearlong project a spin. Undoubtedly, I will fall and pick up again. Knowing this makes it easier. Still, I plan to show up to record a short photo and story of my day. You’re welcome to join me. I’d love it really. We can give each other high fives and geek out with a hashtag (#ayearofus), not because everyone is doing it, but because we’re doing it, together. Showing up every damn day to make this creative habit real.