Good night, Love.

I remembered, then forgot, then remembered again. Made it this month, which is more than I can say for other things. Son asleep after a long overnight at camp; he needed the rest. Just happy he's home safe and sleeping comfortably, after a camp night on the floor. Not the best 24 hours he's had, though maybe not the worst, either. Either way, it exhausted him and he actually went to bed early, by saying he wanted to lie down for a little while, then didn't get up: big surprise. Had him move from head at the bottom to under the covers with his head on the pillow, then lights off and nightlight on, precious as ever. Could say more, but won't. Not because I don't want to, it's just that going into the other ails of the world is really no comparison, and meant for another time and place. Once in awhile, less is more.