Lullaby
Vince is playing upstairs, songs familiar, forty years familiar, yet timeless and with each play exciting and new. Above the calming melodies children are laughing. Mischievous squeals followed by "sshhhes" and "be quiets". The chandelier in the dining room occasionally rattles, jarred from the playful bouncing upstairs. Baths were skipped fatigue having won out over model parenting. Teeth were brushed. I take solace in that.
Not so very long ago the iced tea I'm enjoying would taste salty and of olives, burning ever so sweetly as I swallowed. I'd have finished two (or three) and be heading to the deck for some fresh air. I'm content this evening to listen to the music and the laughter of children who should be sleeping.
Yeah. I'm OK with that.
Not so very long ago the iced tea I'm enjoying would taste salty and of olives, burning ever so sweetly as I swallowed. I'd have finished two (or three) and be heading to the deck for some fresh air. I'm content this evening to listen to the music and the laughter of children who should be sleeping.
Yeah. I'm OK with that.





"Mischievous squeals followed by "sshhhes" and "be quiets"."
Lovely, lovely image.
I was about to brag about regardless of how much noise they make, they never leave their room. But not 10 minutes after I had written this I had a living room full of kids complaining that they couldn't sleep.
Funny how our priorities change, init? There is far more that I have come to appreciate than anything I really miss that badly. God is good.
That sounds like a great night. I love being the fun Aunt because I don't have to pay attention to silly things like bedtimes. Instead I get to let them eat whatever they want and stay up as late as they want. Then I leave 'em with the parents to deal with cranky attitudes that come the next day!
Sounds positively delightful!
This is beautiful; the image, and the way it was conveyed. Nice.