This makes me laugh - I wrote it probably a year ago and I'm trying so hard to...I don't know...be eloquent or something. Overdone doesn't even begin to describe it. But it's also an interesting peak back in time. These days, once bedtime is complete, the kids do not get out of bed. They just fall right asleep. Thank goodness.
I'm lying on my bed, having just finished putting the kids to bed, listening to the sounds of the house. The dryer is running, as is the dishwasher, creating a humming drone as background to the sounds of the kids in their beds. Rafe half-sings (half-moans) a tuneless E-I-E-I-O and Lydia is testing some new words. "Obvious. Obvious. Obvious. I just grabbed what was HANDY. It was handy so I brought it."
So peaceful.
Maybe not so peaceful. The four-year-old has broken free of the confines of her bed and comes to ask a boon. I guess I should find out what she wants before sending her back.
Request denied. Wailing ensued. Peace destroyed.
I'm lying on my bed, having just finished putting the kids to bed, listening to the sounds of the house. The dryer is running, as is the dishwasher, creating a humming drone as background to the sounds of the kids in their beds. Rafe half-sings (half-moans) a tuneless E-I-E-I-O and Lydia is testing some new words. "Obvious. Obvious. Obvious. I just grabbed what was HANDY. It was handy so I brought it."
So peaceful.
Maybe not so peaceful. The four-year-old has broken free of the confines of her bed and comes to ask a boon. I guess I should find out what she wants before sending her back.
Request denied. Wailing ensued. Peace destroyed.
2 comments:
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Poetry in motion :)
Also I love the word boon because it reminds me of The Indian in the Cupboard.
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