He looped the loop and made ribbons, tight enough to tie his shoe laces. While I looked on and observed just in case I needed to bend down to help him decode the string work. I didn't have to. The knot was secured, in contrast to my insecurity in letting him dash to the pitch to play with the rest of the older boys.
I had vicks and inhaler in my knapsack, just in case he'd come running back for extra puffs.
The night before, when I thought I was all alone in the heat of the oven, I saw in a distance a head bobbing at the dining table. I peeped through the kitchen window to see her sewing away her badges. I looked on and observed just in case I needed to bend down to help her decode the thread work. I didn't have to. The badges were secured, in contrast to my insecurity in letting her manage her chores.
I had my sewing kit out just in case she'd come whining for an extra hand.
For all the little things my kids are able to do, I am proud in tremendous value. They are their own persons now and I am still taking my sweet time to realize this sudden warmth crashing down in full view.
I have the best seat in the house and I plan to enjoy the show of watching them grow.