Alternate title: Still Life with Coffee, Sampler, and Hot Wheels.
We were having a meaningful conversation this morning, my Boy and I, in which he revealed that every afternoon he stands up with his class and they "say some words". Words that turned out to be the entire Pledge of Allegiance, which I had no idea he had memorized, but which he then recited to me, in entirety. A conversation in which he also revealed that two of his friends, amazingly, also like the Cars movies, but that one of them hasn't seen Cars 2 yet. And that he had a dream that I was rocking our Girl when she was a baby, and then I disappeared, and he had to take care of her after that.
Then abruptly, he ran off, abandoning his Hot Wheels and sippy cup. And a weekly bring-home envelope from school, with a newsletter from his Teacher, and a multi-colored bear.
And me. Still reeling from the information bombardment. Loving the reeling, loving the bombardment.
So this is what it is like, being separated for hours at a time, gaining independent experiences.
All sunny, and a good yellow, I found it perched under glass at my Goodwill.
When it was still there a week later, I knew it was meant to be.
Coffee tastes really good sipped from English china.
With yet another house.
I really do love samplers with houses... I hope you do too.
This one needs some color tweaking, so the piles of floss will join it on the counter soon.
Its going to be a good day.