Mother's Day week, an essay in pictures
When they're not explicitly asking for something, my children are often hiding from me.
peekaboo
When I spot them they try to run away to somewhere else. The "jungle"...
quick! run away!
Or a "pirate hideout"...
why do you seek the living among the dead?
...dragging their friends with them as fast as they can go in a giant game of keep-away which I am only sometimes playing.
time is fleeting
If I am trying to change Zion's diaper, then this is annoying. If I need some alone time then it's great! Either way, I appreciate how cute they are when I finally find them.
lost boy, complete with sword
All too soon they will need me again, for supervising squelching in the water's edge.
we won't get our clothes wet, we promise
Or for providing comfort or transportation. Sometimes I wouldn't mind a little more distance.
tooooo much love!
After all, I always have one cuddler who can't get very far.
not running off... yet
Near or far, I always remain their lucky mama.