The Things They Say and Do

Much work in the kitchen these past two days…

prepping for Scout camp; prepping for PA

I bustle about here and there… and catch

these moments…

Small (not so small) son, …working in the kitchen a bit, dishes up; dishes away;

after a joint endeavor betwixt his older sister, me, and him- getting him packed-

his footlocker sorted; his clothing status assessed; it is a work!

I walk by him and hear him ruminate reflectively:

“I am going to a foreign land…”

his quiet murmur as he faces his first away camp week scouting; he reflects on what’s ahead.

A foreign land? I comment, smile,  then grin. O, the grand adventure in scouting for these boys.

The Things They Say!

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I am moving in and out of the kitchen. Cooking, cooking. Abi is at the counter; Nate at the stove.

Suddenly, a little girl (M) comes loudly limping “across” the house from Family room to Dining room.

Her irregular gait loping by us three (we, –perplexed)

I, abrupt, — hustling,

with the mom eagle eye laser focused on one of my own:

“Why are you limping?” I {almost} bark- no nonsense mode at hand.

Little girl, with a declarative cry:

“I’m trying to be a pirate, a pirate!”

Two teens and I catch eyes; incredulous look rippling from face to face-

Oh! — how we laugh. Taken utterly by surprise-

our small pirate.

The things they say {and do}

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