I follow a few minutes behind, flipping through the days' mail.
It's quiet under the canopy, everyone lost in their own wondering, the boys lined up on a log, taking it all in. I make a mental list of things that bring them - and me - smiles, surprised at how little it takes. Surprised at how, when I try to pick out anything by itself, I find it hitched to everything else.
Sidewalk pennies and ladybugs that land on outstretched fingers. Soup for dinner, no spoons but corn chips the preferred delivery mechanism. Clean sheets and redundant days, bedtimes books and stars above.
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Jenni Baby,
DON'T LET YOUR GUARD DOWN (!)
In a couple of years, the boys will begin to text girls and ask them to meet in the woods!
The first sign may be when these three "little foresters" begin building a cabin hidden among the trees! Be careful! Watch closely!
The "log picture" convinces me they are plotting something!!!
L2A
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