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.
