A fine traditional meal with our small family circle. Plates packed and dropped off for those working double shifts or living alone.
Then sharing a first look at an older movie with Charlie who gave it 10 stars. "Chicken Run" has my thumbs up too.
It was dark by the time we brought Colin his dinner. An idling freight train was blocking a gated crossing. Police vehicles strobing silently on both sides. We circled around for a better view of the airfield, tiny blue lights stretched into the distance. Then we made our way through town. Every other crape myrtle swathed in Christmas lights. Charlie had a good view from his booster seat in the rear of my coupe, the seat he's about to outgrow. He went quiet.
"I feel like I could cry."
I checked him in the rearview. "What's making you sad?"
"Nothing. The night is just so beautiful."
I'm so humbled and grateful to spend time with this child.