Saturday, February 26, 2011
Hunt for Eucharisteo
Makeshift fort, sheets resting on kitchen table. Knee-high boys giggling while I stir a treat for unsuspecting husband. I choke on a lump as I see him off, after a long week and before a long weekend. Clouds loom. I feel the sky.
Sweet boys giggle destruction. Explosion of toys are cleared away at nearly every step.
Dinner is prepared, boys watch biscuits rise miraculously through oven window.
Three-year-old offers comfort, "While daddy is gone, don't worry mommy, I'll take care of you." Hands held. Tuck-in giggles and snuggle time. Eskimo kisses, mommy kisses, butterfly kisses.
Lullaby of rain slipping down the window pane. Finding hopeful sleep.