Wonderfully Quiet

What a deliciously slow morning I'm having. After a busy week Kaylin slept in, I finished my book. Still in jogging pants. Totally and wonderfully oblivious to the loads of laundry needing to be done. And even more oblivious to the breakfest dishes sitting on the counter, completely ignoring the floors which are screaming out to be scrubbed. Sometimes its good to be oblivious. Not lazy, but taking a morning and enjoying it as it comes. They are becoming few and rare. My days start early, 6:30ish. Usually by the time the kids are finishing up their toast and fruit I've succeeded in making beds and putting in a load of laundry. Not today. Once Jacob wakes up I will slowly get them ready to go grocery shopping. Today is a day meant to be enjoyed and savoured. That is what I am going to do.

This is to show a glimpse of who Jacob and Kaylin are. They are siblings, sometimes so similiar, yet so different. They run around the house chasing eachother with these strollers.



In the strollers they carry their treasured possessions. One carries a ball and a cup, the other a favorite stuffed animal. The things that they deem most important to them. Yet one is not less important than another. Kaylin has carred "Bobo" around since she was able. Loving him, punishing him, changing him. Jacob cares only about balls. All day he looks for balls he has hidden in different places. Drops onto his stomach looking under furniture and beds to see if he lost one. Bobo shows a motherly instinct in Kaylin, I'm still trying to figure out what it means to have a son so drawn to throwing and kicking round things.