Sometimes, our feet don't work like they should and we get ourselves some "magitch" (magic) shoes and a new shoe wardrobe of DC and Converse shoes to go with them.
And sometimes we ride horses to make the blow of "magitch"shoes a little less painful.
Sometimes we are so stylish that our moms envy our style.
Sometimes we dress like a rainbow because, well, why not.
And sometimes we get a new pink fishing pole and we can hardly contain our excitement.
Sometimes we go fishing with our cousins. And sometimes the LaykenCousin tries to teach you how to fish and you listen politely for five minutes before saying, "Mo fanks." (No thanks.) And we do it our own way.
Sometimes you just need to fish your own way.
And sometimes we spend allllllll of church in the foyer.
And sometimes we just look awesome.
Sometimes it's 90 degrees in April. And we have a series of really bad post-pneumonia days. And new therapies, poor swallow studies, and new hurdles get us down. And we are tired and frustrated. And everything at the park makes us cry (except the swings). And our days are up and down. And we're trying to stay on the up.
And sometimes the sun comes through the trees just right and reminds us that we are, in fact, on the up. Everyday isn't going to be perfect. But that is hardly a big deal.