Monday March 7, 2022 // Past Bedtime
We’re roughly a week shy from the two year anniversary of the day life got turned upside down for virtually everyone. Two years ago my little guy was 9 months old. He had just started crawling. Actually, he was doing this thing where he’d basically butterfly stroke forward rather than a traditional crawl. Today, he’s a (mostly) talking, leaping, jumping, iPhone-using, amazing tiny human.
Moments ago I was doing the usual late evening scroll through the socials and was reading some thread on the bird app. It was about, shocker, the pandemic, getting back to normal, and “reclaiming what we lost”.