I fight to open my eyes with the initial thought, "why is someone yelling! What time is it?" It's only a bit past 8. Ralph's side of the bed is cool already. I smile, remembering how he said he'd sleep in. When he goes to bed friday he is a tired working man at the end of the week, but Saturday morning the little boy in him wakes up early ready to play. It's one more thing I love about him.
Nick and Nash are off to surf. They will be there all morning, come home hungry and tired and still have enough in themselves to go out late afternoon. But today they'll stay close to home as friends are coming over. I like living in Aptos. The beach is to the west, rich farm land to our south, the city to our north and mountains of redwoods to our east. I know I will love it even more when we're settled finally into our permanent house. "Thank you Lord, your providence is abundant".
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