Feeling very fatherly and wanting to bestow only blessings on my eldest, last night I proffered this to Hudson: "Would you like to go get some ice cream?!?"
Hudson's response, as any 3 three year old who's tasted the sweet nectar of the cow in this way: "Yaaaayyyyy!!!!"
We're walking out to the car en route to Cold Stone Creamery when his friend from across the cul-de-sac, Gabe (who he hasn't seen in 10 days mind you), saunters down our driveway.
Hudson yells his name with joy and runs and hugs him. Turning to me mid-embrace, he says, "Daddy, I don't want to go get ice cream."
Friends are better than ice cream, every time.
Then the LORD God said, 'it is not good that the man should be alone.'" Genesis 4:18