Wondering

Do you ever wonder… if you just walked away, into the unknown, how long would it be until you were missed?

Would they even miss you?

The smile that used to be ever present and radiant?

The eyes that used to twinkle with laughs?

The head that tilts to listen?

So you ever wonder if they would miss the smell of your perfume?

The cinnamony sugary smell of your French toast?

The memorized telephone number of your favorite pizza joint?

Do you ever wonder if friends would notice the drop in your texts?

Would you mom and sisters notice the lack of phone calls?

The grocery shopping?

The school-choice / daycare research of available options?

The making (and attending of) doctor / dentist / all mandatory appointments?

The folding of laundry?

The packing of lunches?

The 2 am comfortings?

Do you ever wonder, if you did walk away into the unknown, would YOU miss it?

The bickering and whining and fighting?

The eyes that see through you without really seeing you?

The feelings of everyone else coming first?

Do you ever wonder?

Do you?! DO YOU?!?!?

I would be lying if I said that I’ve never wondered… especially since “the attempt”.

Dismantled!

My son dismantled my back screen door!

It only took him two minutes of alone time with the door and my stainless steel pasta spoon. (Don't know what a pasta spoon is? Click here.)


It's hard to decipher what is what in this picture since it was taken with my cell phone -- but you get the idea!!! He took the pin and slidey thing off the part of the door that connects it to the frame and controls the tense or something. I have no clue what the proper termology or names are for the parts of the door.

Jeepers! If this is what a boy is like at TWO YEARS OLD, what should I expect him to dismantle at age 5 or 8 or 13 or ... or... or... ?!?!?


Lord have mercy!