My friend with four boys describes how she lives her hectic, full life in teaspoons. Isn't that perfect? There are seasons for lingering and seasons for just enjoying the teaspoon full. My days are made of hundreds of teaspoons I wish I could slow down and turn each one into a glass full. But that is not childhood and that is not my life right now.
And like my friend, I choose to enjoy it. Even... or especially?... when the teaspoon is praying mantis' being born in my kitchen...
...and another mama finding her way through my backyard, clandestinely skirting the edges to get her babies to safety.
2 comments:
Yesterday my daughter spotted a baby praying mantis on our deck. She was ecstatic.
Oh! Those are hard to spot! That is really cool. My son would be so excited. : )
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