These are dawdle days - when the walk home from dropping Matthew off takes an hour, because we've stopped to inspect every blade of grass or sat awhile petting "Snots", the fluffy, dog-like animal around the corner.
Yesterday, Luke was particularly charming and adorable: he'd run ahead, twirl around a tree and then race back to dangle from my hand, chattering non-stop.
At the edge of an otherwise immaculate lawn, Luke spotted a large and puffy dandelion - perfect for blowing into the morning air. He stopped in his tracks and I watched as pure delight bloomed across his freckled face.
"Mummy!" he breathed, his voice low with awe and wonder, "look at that wishing flower! It's HUMONGOUS!"
He plucked the weed from the grass with a grin and held it out to me: "Let's wish together, Mummy. This flower is so big, it will hold two wishes."
He closed his eyes, concentration marring his brow. I kept mine open, reveling in the moment.
"OK, Mummy? Let's blow!" And so we did, watching the fluffy seeds sail into the sky, filled with hope.
"Good wish, Mummy?"
"Good wish, Luke."
|Wish # 1: Matthew|
|Wish Come True # 2: Luke|
And you? Which of your wishes have come true?
What have you wished for lately?