Peter Pan

last night you didn't want to go to bed so we sat in the chair, looking at a pattern on the ceiling coming from your glow egg night light and we listened to Patty. "Peter Pan" came on and it took me back to the day you were born. the first thing i did at the hospital once we settled into the room was set up the radio and put on Patty Griffin. i wanted you to be born to a Patty song. i wish i could say i knew exactly what song was playing when you made your entrance but i don't. there were so many things going on i had no idea music was even playing. i like to think it was "Peter Pan," and if anyone asks, that's what we'll tell them. it'll be our secret.

i'm so anxious for you to grow up but last night, sitting in the rocking chair, looking at the ceiling was kinda nice too.

Hey, Peter Pan
I'm going home now
I've done all I can
Besides I'm grown now
I'll think of you all painted with the night
You sit and watch from somewhere
As one by one the lights go out

don't grow up too fast. i love you buddy.