Today’s the day we’ve been working up to. Moving all those piles of things in and out and over and around and up and down. Shifting rooms and room functions, turning one home into two. All in preparation for next steps, and new phases, and oh you know, the first day of the rest of our lives.
It’s an especially big day for Logan, though for now he’s pretty much just taking it in stride. I’m sure in time we’ll all know exactly how he feels about this transition but since he’s always had a different view of the world from the rest of us I suspect there will be some surprises in his perspective — whenever he chooses to share it with us.
So, in the spirit of sharing one’s personal perspective, I offer for your viewing pleasure today a wee retrospective of Logan as I saw him growing up:
Taking the plunge is pretty exciting, but that doesn’t mean it’s easy. This summer Logan went to McCall with Mike and me and we stayed in a wonderful cabin on Payette Lake. And everyday there was a good reason not to jump in the lake. That lake is cold! You’ve got to be fully committed before you make the leap. But on the last day Logan and Mike went down for one last attempt…and I caught the action on my iPhone. (It’s a bit like watching ants while up on a mountain but just listen to my voice and you’ll know what’s going on.)
Jump, Logan, you can do it!