My Little Pony

My uncle, his wife, and their 3-year-old daughter, Emily, arrived today. Emily’s a hoot. She’s a natural performer, always singing, dancing, and smiling. Youth and energy emanates from her very being.

Emily and I have always gotten along, whether I had punk rock hot pink hair, dreadlocks and a beard, or just looked “normal”, she’s always been enthusiastically sharing her toys with me, holding my hand everywhere, and sharing countless stories with me, nonsensical though they may be.

I’m grateful for:

1. Emily and her parents. It’s always a pleasure to see relatives. It’s even better when they share their My Little Ponies with me.
2. The delicious dinner we had tonight. Despite being the picky vegetable & fish eater, I still out-ate the omnivores.
3. The buses that took me to the airport, that were practically waiting for me to board, allowing me to pick up my uncle on time.
4. Cell phone technology. If not for my iPhone, I might have been waiting at the airport while my uncle sillily went home first.
5. The security guards downstairs, who worked through Christmas to keep us safe.