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| Peter, Robert, and Patrick |
It is a lazy afternoon in Whittier, California and I am across the street on Tedemory Drive visiting with my neighbor, Mrs. Jenner. She has successfully raised her two sons to responsible adulthood. I stand with my right hip jutting out in a heralding of chiropractic visits yet to come- balancing chubby Peter. Patrick is clenched on to my right thigh and out of my peripheral vision I focus on Robert scaling a nearby tree.
“Oh Honey! Treasure this time! These are the best years of your life!” my dear neighbor advises. I’m sure I looked at her as though she had four eyes. I was a tired, overworked young mom with half read books and have baked friendships. I couldn’t seem to focus on anything in those days besides watching little boys for hours and hours on end. I was thinking more along the lines of “These are the days that try men’s souls!”
But I must admit that on this particular afternoon my heart took a picture. Three little boys playing in their Mervyn’s finest- challenging the neighbor children across the street to a water fight. On this day I wanted nothing more than this moment being this mom to these three little munchkins. Life was good and there was no where else I wanted to be than on the other side of this camera.
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Those were wonderful days, filled with lots of little boy energy….. lots of learning by these munchkins and relearning by their parents, re-evaluating the important things in life. These munchkins turned out to be little teachers too! ;-)
Love this post and this picture! Thanks so much for sharing! Well said!
Come on Baby, Let the Good Times Roll!