Usually I am up before any of the kids are. This is my view of the living room. Toys spread about. Little moments left in mid play as bedtime approached the night before and now here is what is left in front of me.
This is where I decide how my day will start. Will I smile and leave these pieces of imagination laying about and let them come back and let them continue to tell a tale or will I grumble and put everything where they should be neatly knowing that the moment the day begins everything will be out of its place again.
Will I remember that you are only little once. That this sweet imagination will fade with time and you will not want to share the stories of how your baby dolls are hungry. How you wouldn’t want to imitate how I nurture you.
Time speeds by so for today I will leave them as they are and capture the moment and when you return to play I will be thankful for the moments that seem to fade way to quickly but are never forgotten from my heart.