one of the sweetest things about living with a child is discovering the leftover evidence. sometimes it's a little naughty (like sharpie pen drawings on my desk or chapstick on my couch!), but most times (if you're watching for them) it's sweet. tiny cars racing on a windowsill, trains on top of the dryer, tub toys strewn about. the little things you know you'll miss when they become bigger than big.
i didn't expect how amazing experiencing the newness of their ideas could be. seeing their imagination grow as hurriedly as their bodies do. now that our boy is talking, i can hear his mind bubbling with fresh thoughts. pure innocence, questions, excitement and clever new words spill out all day long.
the other afternoon i happened in on benji tucking his little railway pieces into the cradle that sits in his nursery. (i slept in it when i was a baby, it is handpainted and an heirloom / therefore much too precious to put into storage. plus, it holds extra blankets like a dream.) i couldn't believe what an expert tucker he is, lining them up with their faces peering out and a genuine goodbye, sweet dreams, sir topham. watching him take care of something smaller than himself is like filling up a shirt pocket in my heart with four leaf clovers.
next week my boy officially turns two and a half, i'll be devoting a few upcoming blog posts to life with a small sidekick, as many of you have mentioned they are your favorite posts. thank you for obliging me! (please let me know if there is a specific topic about motherhood / toddlerhood you'd like me to write about.)
p.s. i googled sharpie pen ink removal immediately after finding said artwork and found that a few pumps of hand sanitizer cleans it right off!! who knew?! i love that google has become my all-knowing mothering resource living in the corner of my apartment.
sidenote // for you book lovers, stay tuned. a bit of an exciting announcement is coming monday.