Coming home to a snack of avocados, tomatoes from Mom's garden, fresh crusty bread studded with roasted garlic, and almost a whole bag of frozen mangoes.
Realizing that I know how to sneak marshmallows from the pantry while my mom is distracted.
My tired sisters reading silently in a room where I am not.
My mom kissing me with her eyelashes causing me to laugh really hard for a long time.
The prospect of spending the rest of the afternoon in my bedroom with loud classical music and the freedom to draw showerheads and hairdryers on my magnadoodle over and over again.
Sheer summer bliss.
By Joshua Van Riesen
(as intuited by his mother)
