Yesterday we had two little boys over for lunch. They had macaroni and cheese on the deck, and chatted with the twins about stuff. The four of them pounced on the trampoline for an hour, laughed about shared jokes. For awhile they swung on our lone swing. They turned it into a four person game, though, because one kid pushed, one sailed high and two ran back and forth across the trajectory. As the afternoon wore on they indulged in ice cream, and played a board game.

 

Ordinary pleasure is an arm's length away. It takes no more technology than a rope, or a light bulb. When John gets home tonight, I plan to find a blank wall and try to make some shadow puppets.