Covered in glitter and crumbs. Waking up to maracas and fairy wings. Pockets full of rubber bands and dandelions. Buried under book piles. Dirty hands with homemade kombucha. Coffee in the rain. Waiting for that sacred scrap of silence.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Playdate
with Cooper, Hiram and Reuben.
1 comment:
grandma cindy
said...
No more baby piles. They actually play. But wait. We'll be back to the baby piles again soon. I'm counting the days!!
1 comment:
No more baby piles. They actually play. But wait. We'll be back to the baby piles again soon. I'm counting the days!!
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