This guy. He is so complex and emotional. I wish we had more time together, just the two of us to talk about space and Boba Fett and real estate. Tuesday nights is our date night. I let him choose what we do, but chances are he picks an ice cream outing or a Star Wars and popcorn night. Which are both fine by me.
This Tuesday night I took a moment to snuggle him up and breathe in his hair. We talked a little about natural disasters. About how we don't have tornados here, but we do have earthquakes. About how no place is 100% free of natural disasters, but that we are safe here. He seemed to accept my words of assurance, but I know there will be questions popping up at the oddest times over the next few weeks. It is a fine line, I think, about sharing world news with children. In the past year there have been several events that we simply chose not to discuss when the boys were around. Six is a funny age. At times seeming so grown up, but of course, still so young.
The other day Finn realized that we have a lot more photos of Leo than of him. I told him it was because Leo likes to have his photo taken, and doesn't make crazy faces and hide under his shirt when I get out the camera. So he immediately asked if I would take a few nice photos of just him. I jumped at the chance!