Elliot and I play the “Waterfalls” game. Well, that what he calls it. I call “Niagara Falls”. Anyway, after playing this for a bit on my bed, he tells me to pretend he is dough. I should roll him out, then wrap him up in a “cocoon” (blanket) and bake him. I do it with a lot of tickling and giggling. We play this a few times and it seems formulaic, so I ask “Where did you learn this game?”

“With Maxi.”

I remembered our times together, the three of us, playing similar wrestling and physical games and acting out stories like this together. It is sweet to know they still play that way; sad to know I am not part of them. But Elliot and I play this way most every day we are together. And we love it. Life is always changing. Do not cling.