sometimes that you were a kid, on a Friday, in the summertime, eating popsicles, playing the day away. No worries, no responsibilities, no thought about tomorrow – just that it is a beautiful day with blue skies and warm sun. Mama and Daddy and brother are with me. Playing until exhausted and then sleeping with arms and legs in a tangle with blankets and stuffed animals. And then, waking up happy and rested and excited because there is still day…and more time to play.