Micah is playing house with the neighbor girl, Arlen.
Arlen: Micah, I need your help, you need to get back to work!
Micah: I’m on a mandatory break. I’ll help you when I’m done.
Brinley is wondering when new slang words will start showing up.
”Dad, when is the new set of skibidi words coming out?”
We’re talking about different kids of fireworks in anticipation of the Fourth of July, and which kinds we can do.
”Why does everything good have to be illegal?!” says Micah.
Micah wonders aloud, “Did PetSmart used to be called PetDumb?”
We’re mini-golfing. Micah has been sniffly today with a sore throat, so I checked in on him.
”How are you feeling, buddy?”
He takes a beat, then says with a straight face, “Confident.”
I come into Brinley’s room while she’s watching a video.
”Dad!” she says. “I think I’ve seen the future.”
”How’s that, Brin?”
“This video is about erasable highlighters!”
”Wait!” says Micah as we’re on a drive through the mountains. “Are trees alive?”
”They sure are.” I say.
”Then why don’t they have eyes?”
At bedtime Micah is so proud and happy as he recounts how he learned to ride a bike today. He gets a little wistful, “I wish we could go back in time to when I started learning.” He grins. “The parking lot was as big as a monster truck place!”
Micah gets up from the couch, his stomach rumbling. “I’m getting an applesauce because I’m getting hungrier by the minute.”
Commenting on the cold and grey look outside, Micah says, “It looks like it’s back in the days.”