Is this my kid?

Tight curls blow and bounce around her head

and nothing makes her dizzy.

This one has curls that are looser

and bleached by the sun.

Is that my cat?

After not seeing him in weeks, we found him lazing on the sidewalk next door

with no interest in coming home and putting up with us.

Is this my neighborhood?

Until the exterior walls are all up, I can see the moon rise through my new neighbors’ windows

and they’ll see the sun set over southwest Houston.

Is this my next purchase?

At the George Ranch yesterday we learned how to throw a rope and catch a bale of hay.  C&D already practice this game with a shoelace riding on their Rody horses; how much longer ’til we have to swing out to the store and pick up a pair of kid-sized lariat ropes?