they find their papa’s glassesand role play.I order a drink that seems out of character: “Hello, Strawberry Basil Mojito!”she takes the longest nap (almost four hours).
we turn on the humidifier for good measure (we have not forgotten our hospital stays last year).the shadows from the sunshine dance on the curtain.
the boys stand next to each other and I pray that they always take care of each other.
I stare at these baby legs because they won’t be here forever.I need the sunshine in my eyes so that I feel alive.