slow like honey

Jasper and I always wake before the sun.  He sits on my knee while I light wee twigs on last nights coals.  He pulls up a stool while I froth my milk good and bubbly for my morning’s latte, and we cuddle on the couch and read about Tractor Mac over and over, wood stove popping and blowing hot air, latte prying open my eyes and little toddler paws wrapped around me.  Life is so sweet at that hour.  When the sun begins to lift the nights curtain,  galloping boys usually trot downstairs promptly plopping themselves at the table bellies grumbling loud enough to be heard from our cozy perch on the couch.  Breakfast one and two are enjoyed thoroughly and the house is quickly booming with life.

I am beginning to find solace in the gift that is four children.  My priorities can only be with them, it is mere survival.  There is no crossing off of the to do list, unless it is in chunks that are manageable enough for many little hands to help with.  And now, with nine long and short weeks behind us as a family of six, we are finally, finally settling into the rhythm of it all.  And by that I mean, understanding that the only rhythm that is necessary to follow is that of the three meals and bedtime with a healthy dose of fresh air and a large chunk of messy crafting as well.

When we move slow like honey, the days taste that way too.  We may fall short of perfection more often than not, but it is working.  And that makes me smile.

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