Today was cozy and we indulged in Sunday morning family band practice in the basement. Sookie was on the drums, of course. Artists we covered included Bob Marley, Queen Elsa, Taylor Swift, and Meghan Trainor. I adore that Sookie's favorite songs right now include Elton's John's Saturday Nights Alright For Fighting, Counting Crows Scarecrow, and Willie Nelson's On The Road Again. Girlfriend is going to inherit her momma's freakishly diverse music tastes. I have to say, I'm quite proud of that.
I also wasted three hours of my life going to see Interstellar, but let's not get into that. At least there was a raspberry shake and salty popcorn to keep me awake. ;)
The other day after I picked Sookie up from preschool, she remarked "I'm grateful you and daddy are healthy." I stopped mid whatever it was I was doing and wanted to explain. Then, it hit me like a wall of bricks, square in the chest. I view myself as healthy, so she does too. I view myself as healthy, because I am. It is all relative.
And as Bob would say...
...every little thing is gonna be alright.