For Ashley

I'm over by Hobby Lobby, do you want me to get

one of those folder things for the garage?

Does this meat need to go in the fridge,

or are you planning on doing something with it soon?

Can you check the meat in the microwave,

I'm trying to defrost it for burgers.

If you stop and get breakfast can you get me

a Sprite or a 7-Up please?

I forgot my wallet, can you send me a picture

of my bank card in case I need to get gas?

Can you bring my Hey Dudes tomorrow,

they are in my closet.

Ugh, I need to get some new windshield wipers,

the rubber broke off one of them the other day.

Where's my list of people to vote for?

Finn is not impressed

That's not what he's talking about, but okay

Finn is not impressed

Finn said you need to take a shower today.

He said "is that a poop or a penis?"

I saw him run out of the bathroom with no pants on,

then he ran back to the bathroom and shut the door.

Finn got condoms for Easter.

Austyn just pulled this out of the end table

and said "this is a human, you, I mean an adult toy."

Grandpa just asked if Post Malone was Jelly Roll.

She said, "yeah, I swiped left."

It definitely looked like packages of condoms

when he first pulled it out.

Finn is not impressed

That's not what he's talking about, but okay

Finn is not impressed

He pointed to a Poo Squad hat

and said "daddy hat, black dog."

I can't for the life of me figure out

how he would make that connection.

He kept saying "black dog" and I was like,

did you see a black dog?

And then Brenda started talking about

how he ate three hot dogs.

And I'm like, Brenda,

that's not what he's talking about, but okay.

He's a product of us so he loves his me-time.

The watch keeps blowing up,

I need to change it to the cha-ching sound.

We already own a Ford, can't get much worse.

Is it sad that my first thought was

"at least it was a consenting adult"?

Finn was up from 10:45 to 12:30 last night.

Spent his time eating M&Ms,

drawing in my calendar,

making living room beds all over the room

with blankets and pillows.

She gave a giant bottom lip when I passed her over

and I almost lost it.

Her head circumference shot up

to the 96th percentile.

I haven't changed in my core in the last ten years.

If you want to think otherwise, that's on you.

Finn is not impressed

That's not what he's talking about, but okay

Finn is not impressed

That's two kids and nine years of marriage

in a thousand little texts.

A folder for the garage, a 7-Up,

a load of laundry to address.

It's the meat in the microwave,

it's the wipers on the truck.

It's the watch that keeps on blowing up,

it's a thousand kinds of luck.

It's the hamburger helper warming,

it's the "have you seen my keys."

It's the black dog and the Poo Squad hat

and a boy who says "yes please."

It's the giant bottom lip

and the ninety-sixth percentile head.

It's every funny little thing she ever said.

That's the sound of a machine

that runs on grocery lists and grace.

That's the sound of a woman

holding everything in place.

That's nine years and counting,

that's the only song I know.

And every single text she sends me,

that's the love that makes it go.

I'm headed that way

I'm headed that way, baby

I'm headed home

A Song of You