The Good Life

This is the good life according to Roman Kruse:

Soft sand and crunchy leaves

A dog to fuss and snuggle and annoy

Something sturdy to stand next to and push/walk across the room

Any kind of ball to crawl to

Clear skies or cloudy skies or rainy skies

The taste of fruit (but not grapes) and a bite of whatever you’re holding (not lettuce)

Good friends to walk him to all of the boats at Fisherman’s so he can pat test them

The yellow flowers that smell like popcorn

The simple wonder that is a brick wall (how could I forget that wonder)

A good book to read/tear up

A bike (any bike)

A car (any car)

A game (any game)

Sitting on dad’s shoulders way up high

Being rocked and sang to sleep in my arms

Being naked (preferably all the time)

The freedom to move and explore

The promise to do it again tomorrow