When you close your eyes what do you always daydream about?
I daydream about the boys growing up, us playing catch in the front yard, Stacy is sipping coffee on the front porch laughing at us goofing around while playing catch.
Sometimes it’s all of us at the stadium enjoying a day game while the kids are skipping school. The boys are chasing after foul balls in the stands, trying to get autographs from players. We all point and shout when we make it on the jumbotron during the seventh inning stretch.
Other times, its us as a family, hiking in the middle of nowhere. Stacy and I are moving along the trail and the boys are climbing up and down rocks as we go.