Ain’t no thing today but that cheek thing today
I shaved. Anaiya came home.
She couldn’t stop smiling and giggling while we talked about her school day.
She just kept staring at my face and smiling and giggling in her best way.
Then, finally, she stopped her story mid-thought; and grabbed my face and pushed her cheek against mine.
And … for this girl. My magic. This is a rotating week where she’s home by 3. Which means my hugs start in earnest and 3:01. The best part of this whole darned world happening as it is, is stuff like this.