While I Was Cooking – Take 1

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My little girl asked my little boy if he wanted to hold her hand. Then they walked upstairs together to play trains. My big boy sat at the table explaining the ins and outs of making artwork with letters. “Every letter has to be something. The sun has to be something.”

They organized cards in their own made up game…and ended it with fighting over who got them. He fingered the spices, drove trains on everything, and cried to be picked up.

I don’t know if there’s anything much better than watching my children read to each other. There’s something innocently sweet about it. At the same time, it’s intimate and loving. They are spending time together, giving to each other, and exploring another world together. In so many ways that sounds like the making of good relationships. I hope they always have that. Continue reading