Write a four line poem about something that is: unknown.
Max woke up at 5 this morning and would not go back to sleep. Argh.
I needed to go back to bed after Kat woke up, which meant we were late meeting up with my friend and her daughter. We still had a good time together, though it was certainly shorter than I'd hoped. There was talk of meeting up either this afternoon or tomorrow morning, but Max having a nap that lasted an hour and a half eliminated one of those options.
He would have slept for even longer but I needed to wake him up in order to get to our dinner reservation on time.
My parents took us to The Breakwater, one of my favorite area restaurants. It was very tasty, though we did have a long wait between the appetizers and the main course, thanks to our order falling out of sight somewhere in the kitchen.
Thankfully Max was in fine post-nap form, and was quite happy to spend the entire wait exploring the restaurant. Our waitress was also really great with him, taking extra care with his dietary needs. Though I'm not sure all those ice cubes he ate really qualify as a need...
My crystal ball is cloudy,
What comes next is lost to me.
The future is uncertain -
I guess that what will be, will be...