There are blackbirds who gather in large groups in our neighbors bare fruitless mulberry. Conor squeals and points every time he sees them. I have to admit, I get a little giddy myself at his excitement. There is something about seeing everything new and with fresh excitement through him. The world is full of wondrous sights and sometimes I get so busy that I forget to stop and look around.
to smell the air.
to warm myself in the sunshine.
to just be.
This is a constant struggle for me. There is always at least 15 things waiting to be done. These boys are only small for an instant. and they are full of giggles.
yesterday, I didn't do laundry. I played tag.
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