It was a beautiful day. Fun swimming. Fun playing in the afternoon. And then to Grandmas for a slumber party.
On the way there, she asked if she could roll her window down. I said no. And then I changed my mind.
Do you remember hanging your hand out the window when you were a kid? The wind… The freedom…
Somewhere along the line I’ve started saying “no” when I could say yes to her. Things as simple as driving with your window down on a beautiful spring evening. Even just for a few minutes.
It’s time to get back to saying yes.