Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Gestures

The girls and I got home first tonight. We set up dinner, we played, we read books on the couch and I indulged the elder's request for a TV show.

The lovely husband got home second tonight. He walked into the house with a bouquet of flowers in his hand. Oooh!! what are those? E asked. L echoed: oooh!! Their daddy said to them: "they're flowers for Mommy!"

E asked: can I see? and her daddy said, "come here, you can give them to her."

L ran faster. She grabbed the flowers from her daddy and repeated herself. Oooh!!

E moaned. I wanted to give them to Mommy!

The daddy replied: "Come here and hold them together and you can both give them to her."

And so they did. From the edge of the kitchen to my corner of the couch, they walked slowly together, flowers in hand(s), looking like lovely conjoined flower girls in a solemn wedding processional. Slowly they walked, carefully, step by step by step, clutching the beautiful roses so carefully, so deliberately, walking in sync and slowly, until they delivered their fragrant parcel to me.

All without ever once averting their eyes from their beloved animated playmate.

Flowers for Mama. But don't look at Mama.

They did it half-right. But Lovely Husband, you still get full credit. 'Twas a sweet surprise. Pin It