The Things They Remember

Henry and I were running in the woods this morning before preschool, moving at a pretty good clip, when he suddenly stopped and pointed to a fallen tree and declared, “That is where Grandma got her Gator stuck on a log, and we had lunch there!”

the-log

And then he was on his way again.

henry-running

It’s funny, the things they remember. I’m glad that each of my children got to have her or his own relationship with my mother. And for this little boy who is so interested in vehicles, The Day That Grandma Got Her Gator Stuck on a Log (when he was two years old) was memorable, indeed. I’m thankful for that.

Maybe I’m not on a complete break from blogging. I think I will just post less often, and not on a schedule (for now).

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About rbpepper

Rebecca is an artist, writer, and photographer with degrees in Theater and Social Work, and is currently a Stay at Home Mom to her three kids. Some part of her house is always a mess, she lets her kids paint on the table and design their own costumes, and she makes excellent allergen-free cookies. She lives with her equally creative husband and children in a part of Virginia known for being "pretty close to Dulles Airport", and dreams of moving to an old farmhouse in New England.
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