silas studies the freehand technique at the forest preserve.
seriously, give the kid a pocket full of dried apples and the opportunity to find a big stick and your job is done for the day.
in between school groups, this guy took the time to show us all the things you can fish out of the chicago river. silas didn't flinch until the crayfish tail flipped some water in his face.
he didn't bother asking twice once i gave him permission to throw rocks.
and really, what's the point of living in the city if you don't take a little time out of every day to stare at some sassy, foulmouthed and flexible teenagers?
silas points ashore or at a puppy at foster beach. probably a puppy.
it didn't feel quite so cold and windy if the baby kept our feet covered with warm sand.
because a sunny day is way better when shared with my mom.
silas and his grandma, maybe next time we'll pack our swimsuits.
