After they had left me for the day, I stopped, sat down, and decided to share the morning with my beloved Farmer Boy.
Here's what I wrote in an email.
I wish you could have been here this morning. Will got off without much drama.
Kelli was fussing around this morning. She continually was where I wanted to be. After I got Will on the bus, I came back into the house thinking I could finish my breakfast since all of them would finally be out of the kitchen. Nope. Kelli was now involved in making her lunch. When she was finished with her lunch she hollered at Lizzy, who was at this point sitting in the living room on the couch. "Lizzy, we've got to go. We're late."
Kelli went to her bedroom. One trip out and she brought out her pink bag. Next trip out were her sandals which she agonized over wearing because she thought it may be too cold. Then came her back pack. All this time, Lizzy was standing by the door, watching, waiting. Kelli got all her stuff in one place but then she had to put her sandals on. They have buckles. Lizzy watched. Lizzy couldn't stand it anymore. "Are you almost ready Kelli? You told me to hurry but what the heck?"
Off they went, out to the car. Talking. Laughing. Sisters.
What a bunch of girls.
Kelli works tonight. Lizzy has her first track meet. I can't believe she doesn't want me there. I set her up with enough food I hope. She told me this morning she needs a black long sleeve t-shirt. Actually she asked me if she could borrow one of mine. I don't have one. Why she waited until 6:50am the day of the meet I have no idea. I'm going to go get her one today.
And so it began.
There's a roast in the crock pot for supper, filling my kitchen with wisps of promise.
There's clean laundry waiting to be folded.
There's a few groceries to pick up and a black long sleeve tee to buy.
There are three precious children doing their thing, occupying the thoughts of their mom and dad.