To Slow Time 

 

We had a Cousin Night the other night and it was a feast of wings and pizza and talk. We wandered down to the park before a wild thunderstorm rolled in and one of my nephews did some pull ups on the basketball hoop.

I thought then about just how little he once was, how tiny they all were, tooth fairy small, when a handful of quarters and nickles and dimes celebrated a missing front left tooth.

Now:  iphones and texting and pull-ups on the hoop bars.
I wanted to take time and slow it. Put everything on pause.