Toothpaste on my Shoulder

Yesterday, when you were young, I wore your yogurt mustache embraces on my jeans.

Today, you gave me a toothpaste-mouth hug on my shoulder.

Wet paper towels and laundry may wash them away. But, like badges on a decorated soldier, I wear our embraces proudly. They are a tangible sign of what I feel for you, and what you feel for me.

Tomorrow, when we see eye to eye and you have better hygiene, who knows what trails of love we will leave for each other.

But, I will always love you, and always cherish your toothpaste hugs.

Summer's Last Hurrah

Twas the weekend before school started, and all through the town, it was raining. Just pouring down.

But, worry not, Dad's childhood slicker was ready to wear, to keep Jules dry- her shoulders and hair.

We went to the bookstore, to get out of the rain; and when we came out the storm met and end.

So that night we went out for dinner and jumping with neighbors and friends!

The next day was sunny, and a cat hung around. 

Us three saddled up and went to check out Down Town.

The bridge park was cool, but the day was hot.

So you climbed, ate, looked around and were ready to get got.

On our way off the bridge, we saw a motley crew.

Jules was scared, but not Aidan- not you!

You shook Kubo's hand and made real nice. In turn, the gang gave you both a surprise! (it was  frisbee. A Kubo Frisbee)

But...it was scorching and we needed a place to cool down. 

So we left the bridge and headed to the meow-see-yum. (forced rhyme...sorry)

We saw a hummingbird (not visible in pic); and then hopped on over to Klyde Warren for a dip.

Chasing and splashing, and running and laughing, and playing with Kubo Frisbees.

Watching y'all play and giggle with joy has a way of making me happees. 

In the shadow of skyscrapers, you lounged and you laid.

One of you even became a famous mermaid.

Y'all thought this would be fun, and you were not wrong.

You laughed and dried, got wet and sighed; Aidan showed he's that you're strong!

Julia was fierce...

...and I took my place. To snuggle, to keep warm, to selfie, to dry.

To hear the request for popsicles; to pony up and buy.

What a fun afternoon in the hot Texas sun; hanging around with my daughter and son. 

Twas the weekend before school, and we had an adventure, this crazy Weinstein crew.

School starts next week, you're both growing up, and wec will always love you.

Travelling.

Last night I flew to the surface of Mars in a rocket ship.
I journeyed to the wilds of Africa and befriended a fierce lion.
I hid in a desolate cave with only a flashlight, a blanket and an adventurer.
I swam under the sea, while a wiggling fish tickled my toes.
I am a father. My children are my passport.