When Morrison and I were on like our fourth date I drunkenly told him that he was going to someday be a very good Dad, and he’s been making fun of me for it ever since because I apparently said it many many times, but when something is deeply true YOU MUST REPEAT YOURSELF, because I was, and am, Right. While I’ve been gone, to keep things fun for Joe, every Friday after school he gets a scavenger hunt with custom hand drawn clues, a hunt that naturally ends with a Car, because why else hunt for anything? I’m home for a few days now and so now I get to do the honors of drawing the clues. The best part is not trying to draw a butt or a mouth or even remembering all of the funny little parts of your house, but it’s actually Joe, finding each clue and scrutinizing the next, his little everyday house fully transformed into a giant world full of treasure.