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Marlo & Sabine

Marlo, quick as lightening, rolled and scooched to the edge of our blanket and started digging into the muddy rock/sand and shoveled the goop into her mouth as fast as she could with her fingers and palms.  I was busy for only a minute as I retrieved Sabine from her buckled car seat!  Only a minute I tell you!  I now know why my sister Millie avoided the beach like the plague, in sunny southern Cali, the first year of her daughter Carly's life.  I didn't understand then, but today, today I understand.  *Times two mind you.*  Keep scrolling down and you'll what monkeys see, monkeys will do. 

My Mother-in-Law Carolina was just here and leading up to the dinner hour, with craziness swirling throughout the house, with laughter in her voice she asked, how do I do it?  I think I may have shrugged my shoulders and not said much.

Some days are a mystery and a blur.  Some days are great.  Even during the great days there are moments when I back up to a free corner of the room or an empty chair and hide for a moment.  Just for a moment, I pretend that I'm alone.

At the Big Deep, Cesar and Hugo went off exploring on their own, which I thought was great.  Like super great, until both girls decided to have a screaming match as I sat upon a shore full of rocks beside a babbling stream within a beautiful wood all alone.  I waited and waited for their return.  If we had been at home, I'd have some tricks up my sleeve.  In the middle of a wood seated upon a rocky, muddy shore, not so much.  At one point, I hollered out my husbands name at the top of my lungs.    No one answered back.  No one suddenly appeared.  The girls paused their screaming match for a moment with curiosity over what I had just done, and then resumed right where they had left off.  When Cesar and Hugo arrived back at our spot, the drama had ceased.