Sam and Josiah, 1998.

they were just three and one… 

Josiah, with his eyes clamped tightly shut in order to get all his grin out like this whenever he saw a camera…

Sam, crawling so fast and intense throughout our little house, always trying to keep up with his big brother, both of them giggling at the chase…

i remember it was another hot Summer in Yakima, how they were happiest with the least amount of clothing on and how long the days felt, just the three of us in the muggy house, and me always longing for naptime to come… 

sewed up those little shorts during a precious nap hour, having pushed the double stroller a few blocks to the fabric store nearby. it was just an excuse to get us out of the house in the morning while it was still cool, and i was scraping up change to buy even a 1/2 yard of material…

and i smile to remember how the elastic waistbands were all twisted and amateur but my perfectionism was thwarted by my happy toddler…Josiah had chosen the zoo fabric and was so happy to wear his animal shorts, so i couldn’t throw them out like i wanted to…

after only a year together my boys were already inseparable, and the thought of someday homeschooling them, the dream of living in the country and even John and I talking quietly about maybe, just maybe, having another child…

the muggy hot summer afternoon was my biggest reality, striving just to keep us cool and occupied. everything else was so far off, when I snapped a candid photo of my chubby toddlers in their Dads blue recliner.

I couldn’t see then, that all my beautiful todays were wrapped up in the ideas that started percolating in that season of our life. and it makes me wonder about the dreams and ideas i have today? will i look back in 12 years and be filled with wonder to see how they grew?

What will my 2023 look like, because of the prayers and dreams of this wet, busy spring here in 2011?

About sparrowjourney

Christian homeschooling mom to three boys, married to my best friend, John, for over 20 years. I love gardening without gloves, learning history with my kids, cooking with lots of butter, serving others, great books, rich coffee, studying the Bible, camping outdoors, scrapbooking, vintage home decor, the smell of rain and cut grass, authentic people, poetry, laughing until your sides hurt, and babies. oh and black licorice is pretty awesome.
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1 Response to Sam and Josiah, 1998.

  1. Kelli says:

    Oh my heart. Tears, laughter, more tears, and awe.

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