Three year old son: "Power from the mind."
Me: "Yes, it does come from the mind. Where did you get that from?"
Son: "From the power brick that I found in the woods a long, long time ago."
Salt fish curry, plantain, onion pakoras, mango chutney, teas, cookies, coconut water, bubbles, bluebells, campfires, hanging hearts, dream catchers, trees, fields, green, picnic mats, camping food, chilli seeds, sunshine, bare feet, five rhythms dance, baby sling sleeping while dancing, baby sling feeding, shiatsu, shoulder rides, chickpea and spinach curry, chalk carving, trampolines, hay bale play, acoustic music, cosy tents, sofa and blankets, tea tent, cushions on the floor, appreciation, gratitude, all one, expanding boundaries, shifting comfort zones, freedom, laughter, friendship, love, simple pleasures.
Me: Goodnight, my little pumpkin. [Almost asleep]
Son: Why did you call me a pumpkin, mama? I'm not fat and orange.
Me: No, you're not. It's just a nice thing to say...
Son: But I don't have seeds in me. I have blood and bones. I'm not a pumpkin.
Me: No, you're not a pumpkin...Silly mama... [No-one almost asleep now]
The boy found an almost dead bee and was very distressed that he might die. After much caring, with water, flowers and finally sugar water, Mr Bee came back to life and was liberated the next day when the sun was up. The boy was very happy, to say the least, and extremely proud that we'd saved Mr Bee.
Stormy clouds have come and gone (hopefully).
Silver linings: I had snuggles with both kids before bed, I had an hour in the middle of the night to appreciate my beautiful daughter, I slept on leopard print, I have eaten some yummy and filling food in the last 24 hours, I love my mama, my husband makes me laugh and feel loved. I am lucky.
Me: do you want more milk or have you finished?
One year old (clear as a bell): finished. [Walks off, hands in the air, and investigates the toy box]
First word after mama, da (daddy), and ba (Baka). Some approximation of yes (deh) and no, but that one is less clear - she tends to utilise shouting random sounds if she's unhappy. She's also taken to putting her hand over her mouth when coughing, even in her sleep, and both hands over her eyes when crying. 😍
So my beautiful brave boy didn't bat an eyelid at his jabs today. "My vaccinations didn't hurt, mama. Well, the second shot hurt a bit, but not much!" His sister, on the other hand, screamed the house down because a stranger (lovely nurse) was holding her (right next to me). Another day successfully juggled, negotiated and managed. Now to check whether 1772 has any significance - boy's falling asleep mutterings.
"It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade." Charles Dickens
Except it's February. A beautiful day, nonetheless. Kids now asleep and peace reigns again.