Soli turned six on Tuesday. Six. I can't really believe this even happened. And just like that, he's huge. He plays with his buds in the hood for hours, battles and legos and trucks and soccer. He had a huge party at the park and blew around in a pack of little ragamuffins, all slicky short glory. He's radical.
April was a heck of a month. I was further geographically removed from my kiddos than ever before, gone for two weeks for work. While I traveled to places exotic and exciting, I definitely left a big part of myself at home. I am attached to my home. My home and the people who live here.