I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?

from Mary Oliver's "The Summer Day"

Monday, September 26, 2011

Scenes that could be from our life, minus the third baby and gingham dress

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I saw this picture in Real Simple Family a few weeks ago and liked it immediately. After closer inspection, though, I realized that Elliot Erwitt must have somehow included Will in this picture that he took in 1955. The view of the top and back of Will's head is shockingly similar to the little boy in the bottom of the picture. Laura is often in the same position as the little girl who's crying on her mother's hip, crying and all. And I have, on more than one or two (or ten) occasions, put something in or taken something out of a hot oven with Laura on my hip and wondered just how safe what I was doing was. The only things that don't really apply to me are the third baby in the high chair contraption (I kind of wish that I had one of those things for Will) and the dress, as I'm usually in my yoga pants and flip flops.

Happy new week!

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