We returned to the house with cold hands and made tomato soup.

I discovered that Mason refused crackers if they had been floating long enough to turn soft.

He liked his sandwiches cut into triangles but believed rectangles were acceptable if the kitchen was busy.

He was excellent at remembering facts and terrible at remembering where he put his mittens.

He told me his favorite teacher was Ms.

Everett because she let the class ask hard questions.

These details felt precious, but I resisted the temptation to record every minute on my phone.