Tiny Boy is crawling with a wooden ball in his hand. On the wood floor it sounds like he’s stumping about on a peg leg.
He lets go of the ball as he reaches to climb up next to the sofa or my leg. As the ball rolls away it catches his attention and calls him back.
After a while he is so exhausted of the game he lays his little head down on my foot and sighs.
Baby Girl is helping me wrap a gift. As she holds the paper still for me she sings “Pets gonna work? Team Work!” Nothing will convince her that “What’s” is the first word of the song.
As I finish up the pile of curly ribbon on the gift she reminds me “but we don’t tell!”