When I see this picture I hear the guitar opening to Van Halen's Jump and then David Lee Roth's voice.

"When Krissie comes back we get to drive!"









Spirits jump sky high and higher when Krissie is spotted in the driveway, her black Chevy careening off the road. Homework battles cease, melt into not even memory.

Voices rise, choruses of we did this Krissie, we did that Krissie. Krissie, I want to TELL you something.








I still curse my reality of Krissie not letting me sleep through for more than three hours at one time period for the first two plus years of her life. And more blessing the inspiration given from Krissie to do this and that and this and more.








My absolute center of gravity lifts when I see that black Chevy too.