Weekends around here kind of run off of a small routine. Up early, out the door by 9 heading to a place that calms the soul. Aaron sits out on the water waiting for the waves. Ren and I wait for his best friend to come hang out on the grounds of the Adamson's Museum. That allows us to see dad and burn all the energy we have running all over their beautiful grounds.
Tiny friendships really are something sweet.