Piper and I had a few hours to ourselves this morning so we decided to go have a little adventure. We got everyone dropped off at the ballet studio and the Art Students League then we hightailed it to the foothills.
Outside, the neighborhood is dark and quiet. Inside, my wife and daughters are deep asleep buried underneath a crazed mishmash of blankets. The sun isn’t due to rise for another hour. There’s a swell coming.