At the inlaws / by Christina Rosalie

Navigating the bizarre, delightful terrain of family. The humidity is something. Bean rides his bike in gleeful circles on the drive. His grandad lets him steer the lawn tractor. His smile is impossibly wide. We eat outside, toasting with bubbly wine and watching the fireflies come out. There is so much about this family that is complicated, but so much that I adore. I have a stack of end-of-year reports to finish, and more fiction to write. Right now I am in desperate need of coffee. And shorts. I don't own any--except garden work worthy ones. I don't know how that happened really, except for the fact that I find it impossibly hard to find shorts that fit well. Do you have any favorites? Happy weekend everyone!