Tag Archives: children

begin

After the grandchildren leave— and I am certain the same was true when their parents were their age— our carpets, in fact, all horizontal surfaces, are littered—nay, saturated— with what could be confetti, but is more likely small visible bits … Continue reading

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story time

Splash blink bubbles in the bath plastic bobbing duckies quacking warm scurries into soft bath towels giggling twisty conversations as water ripple scrapes down the drain quick squirming into flannel pajamas lovely floral soft kisses goodnight snuggles into cool bedsheets … Continue reading

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little boys

loud honking trucks in our living room zooming crashing trains routing around the coffee table tall cranes swinging large structures emerging from the carpet sounds of industry and effort sputtering from future captains of industry under our Christmas tree

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