Despite their rambunctiousness, both boys still like it when I read to them before bed. If Sophie is having a good day, she enjoys it, too. Even Henry, almost twelve years old, will sit in the same room, reading his own book, with one ear cocked toward me. Tonight we finished one of my childhood favorites, No Flying in the House.
Before I started, though, I looked up and saw the three of them, so radiant.
There is such beauty in this pictures, I am speechless.
Triple ditto? Is there such a thing?ReplyDelete
Also I am sleepy and at first I thought that in that first pic your boy had Little Mermaid pajama pants on, until I realized it was the quilt.
So beautiful. I've missed popping in. love, Christy BoyerReplyDelete
They are radiant, alive with light.ReplyDelete
The first picture looks almost as if Sophie were levitating- flying in the house, indeed!ReplyDelete
I look at these pictures of your children and I see such glory. I see what you have created and tended and inspired and done.
I see your beauty in theirs.
Lovely. From vital exhaustion to their radiant joy!ReplyDelete
Wonderful tradition! I still read to my grownup boys every chance I get. Now it is usually political musings.ReplyDelete
Wonderful photo. Beautiful children.
There is something magical about reading out loud to one's children.ReplyDelete
One of the sweetest memories I have of a Christmas past is when both, already adults came for the holidays to visit and when I asked what would they like to do they said for you to read us again The Wind in the Willows, which I used to read to them doing different voices for each character when they were young. So there they were, all 6 feet and change of them laying on the floor, their chins in their hands listening to the story and I burst into tears because I witnessed the truth about Saint Exupery's saying "It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye." And so it was that gift.
As are the ones I know you give your children every day. Love... and make those grapes, they are not invisible but they are a gift.
Great series! Each child beautiful in his/her own way. Oliver comes across as a life force.ReplyDelete
Silly and sweet. I love it.ReplyDelete
What riches, right there! What riches of love, family, beauty and joy. And seeing them all under the quilt truly makes my heart sing. Thank you for posting these photos!ReplyDelete
Radiant, they are! BTW, you and I have the same (good) taste in decorating!ReplyDelete
so wonderful. I ditto the dittos.ReplyDelete
Love and fun - what better combination is there?ReplyDelete
YES! SO gorgeous!ReplyDelete
These pictures are so special. Time to buy some frames :) Seeing those radiant faces, filled with love, comfort and companionship, will help you during the tough days.ReplyDelete
Beautiful life and hope here .... this beats the sanitorium any day .... even if the nurses float around with dixie cups and tiny white pills :)ReplyDelete
These pictures are amazing!! I love the one where sophie is touching her brother's face... so poignant.ReplyDelete
btw, i LOVED No Flying In the House! Wow, what a blast from the past. I'll have to dig that up for my girls.
beautiful photos! so joyous.ReplyDelete
an arrow straight to my heart.ReplyDelete
I love Sophie's little bed nest. Looks like a comfy and warm place to be. These photos are priceless -- what a tale of family, love and belonging they tell. Makes me want to dive under the covers with those kids!ReplyDelete