Tuesday, July 25, 2006

"...full of sound and fury, signifying family."

Apologies to Shakespeare, but that is what came to mind this morning as I was awakened by the immediate presence of my two youngest children bouncing around on the bed. A boy, 3, and a girl, 1 1/2, doing what they do. The sun is up and they are ready to play. Mommy has been up and is seeking a nap. Daddy went to bed late and would do anything for another hour or two of golden slumber. But these parents' desires are recognized not one bit by the children for whom play is everything.

And I guess that's as it should be.

1 comment:

SistaSmiff said...

The time will come (quicker than you expect) that they suddenly sleep til noon and you find yourself missing them around 9 a.m.

I miss, especially, my oldest son liking me and wanting to play.