I want to remember who they are now. I want to remember their smell of sweat, sun, and hay. The way little boys smell no matter how many baths you give them.I want to remember the way they love to fight battles when they've never really fought one before. Swords and sticks and a country hillside and the hours fighting and hiding. She's in the mix ,their sister. She is never far behind them and they don't seem to ever mind. Oh, the pasture is full of their play. The laughter and echos being heard from early morning till dark time. She looks at me and says, "you want to hear my voice?"
'Sure I do" I said and she yells hello out over the hillside and her voice comes back and she looks at me and smiles and says "isn't that neat?"
Why yes it is..Can I bottle it? so when the hillside is quiet I can open my bottle and hear their laughter. sigh.....
Bed time stories, Little Bear, ice cream, bikes, and swimming have filled our summer with some wonderful memories. I look out across my hill and know that this too shall pass. This season of having them little. They grow so much everyday and fight as I may they don't slow down. The hay bales are harvested for another winter and they play, jump, and grow right through another season of my life.
The summer of 2010 gone but I'll never forget
Beautiful! I have some things I wish I could bottle up, too.
Maybe if we keep adopting, we'll just always have kiddos around and never have an empty nest! Doesn't that sound delicious? ;)
I agree with you...Just keep on having kids and when I'm 80 I'll still be hearing laughter in my yard...
Sounds like a good plan to me!
So sweet......what a precious summer memory:)
Hi Robin i have been following your blog for several months now, i would like you to know that the ways you care for and love your family is an ispiration to me, i see clearly that you are a woman who has learnt to number your days and apply your heart to wisdom. You encourage me to live every day to the fullest, to love more, to laugh more to treasure these fleeting moments of life here on this earth. The love of Christ shines unreservedly bright from you and your family's heart and i thank you for sharing your lives with me.
Just gotta love precious, precious boys! So much fun and affection, all rolled up into one!
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