day twenty-eight

food hands = love.

1.28.2010

my son's hand in mine as he was eating supper. the little crumbs were cute & sweet and spoke to me of love. lots of good cuddle love as he needed some good mama time this afternoon. he's missing his mama lynn (my mother, his grandmother) and wanted some lovin'. so, he ate his supper from my lap. we watched curious george. after some good time together and hand holding, he's feeling much better. a simple creative act that we who love do daily. for me: to love my child, breathing deeply, holding him close in a moment of need. he's too young to fully articulate those needs, but we mothers know. we know.