Feed Your Head

My day begins early and shall for quite some time, because I am blessed with a fabulous young son, Tristan. Young…uh, real young. Let's just say that I'm still assisting Tristan through the basic “movements” of life. The early hours allow me to begin getting my perspective. While I'm changing Tristan's diaper I'm using the quiet time to think about things I saw or heard the day before. I often weave them into songs, making interesting little distractions for my boy.

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