where the list of errands to run before naptime
grows and grows
before we even leave the house…
The bathroom is swamped
after my shower; little hands keep pulling back the curtain
to toss bath toys into the tub for me. Two plastic fish
and a pink balloon float past my ankles…
I’m loading the car,
grocery bags, jugs for water,
diaper bag, lists…
when Amelia pushes a chair
up to the kitchen sink and begins to play
in the soap bubbles of our soaking
oatmeal pot…
Walking past, I hear her talking through
her recipe for a ‘soap-pie;’
a little cinnamon, and a little soil,
put it all together…
I love that combination.
I had to stop and play a little
in the sink, too.
what is it
that you remember stopping for,
making the time for.
3 comments:
A little cinnamon and a little soil...
Kids are the best chefs.
What a lovely moment, so nice that you made time for it in your busy morning.
Beautiful writing. Good to remember to stop for those little moments. Too many times I get caught up with what I need to do and sometimes overlook what is important. :) Thanks for the reminder.
ya know - my little bear dragged a laundry basket into our bedroom the other day, filled it with a pillow and climbed in. "baby in boat, Big Wadduh" he said. "mama wait on dis wock" - he pat the bed. sailed around the world and back, "i miss you, mama! i tumm back to dis wock" and i smile, kiss him, "i missed you, too, bear!" his face turns serious. "mama, i going. you wait on dis wock." and on and on.
it was only a little while later that i noticed; i really did feel as though i was alone, on a rock, waiting for my love in the middle of a raging sea.
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