My toddler firmly took the madness of today into his grubby, pudgy, yogurt smeared hands. Did I mention his fingers made it into his ears?
I remind myself to drink in his sweet baby breath when he's having a meltdown in a public space and all I want to do in run home and hide.
The inexplicable feeling of flying High in the sky, high on love With sleeping babe in my arms Oh the bliss of those few quiet moments.... Deafening. Priceless.
..my morning muse on grief..
What do rats, worms and moths have in common with books?!
Let the little boys play with flowers and trinkets Let little girls slide down trees and staircases How can our children blossom if we confine them... "Sit like a lady! Boys don't cry!" Breathe before you speak Then talk, with love Don't nip them in the bud
My almost 14 month old had his first day at Kita today... I was in for a surprise.