It's almost bedtime and I'm doing some last minute things in the bathroom in preparation. I pause as I hear giggling begin in the next room-- the kind that starts softly and then escalates quickly into uncontrollable laughter. I listen closely to their squeals of excitement and wonder what they're doing in his room. Then I hear a small crash followed by silence. I brace myself for the inevitable screams. But they don't come. Instead, I hear a soft, concerned voice ask, "Are you okay?" And I hear the sweet unmistakable voice that can only belong to a toddler reply, "Otay, bro."
I walk quietly to his bedroom door and peek inside. Their backs are to me. His arm is slung around her shoulder and she rests her head against him.
It's a moment that isn't extraordinary but I know I will remember it forever just the same.
They turn when they sense my presence. One smiles; the other shouts, "Mommy!" and runs towards my open arms.
And I know that there is nothing else in the world that will ever matter more to me than being the mother of these two beautiful souls.
1 comments:
One of my favorite posts. They are two special kids. Their Mommy and Daddy are pretty special too.
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