Thursday, March 14, 2013

The Easiest Word

The other day, after spying a small pile of brightly colored animals left behind by one of his sisters, Anders pulled himself up on his dad’s “head of the table” chair, settled himself – legs dangling – and had a little play. Animals bonked one another’s heads in happy acknowledgment and spoke greetings in fairly constant, friendly sounding gibberish.
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I watched. And oh good heavens.

Love. Adore. Crazy about. Enchanted.

No. It’s no use. The words twist and tumble in my brain – banging into one another and scrambling together – as I try to discover the right ones. The exact right ones. The ones that are powerful enough.

It only makes me dizzy.

There is a sturdy, round and soft, little person – 17 1/2 months old – who runs about this house, zips along through every moment of our comings and goings and living, who drives little cars, and demands little drinks, and hugs little blankets, and . . . is mine. My very own boy.

And that doesn’t really describe anything at all.

Only . . . oh my. It feels like it describes something more than kingdoms and gold, more than oceans and mountains; something more than the very sun rising.

This little boy, those little hands, playing with these little animals.
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My little boy.

I will just settle for the one easiest word. Love. I love him. So much I love him.

5 comments:

Perla said...

Beautifully put. I could copy and paste this pay to my blog for Miles. Your little Anders is so so sweet. I love him. He still looks so very different and big since getting his hair cut!

Gayle Harris said...

What a tender, beautiful blog about a wonderful little guy. You have an ability to put in words what the rest of us can only feel in our hearts.

Mr.Mrs.Pack. said...

What Gayle said :)

Angela Noelle of SK said...

So well said. I love that you included squishiness as a one of the irresistable qualities.

Me (aka Danielle) said...

So Precious! The love we are able to share with, our precious ones, is truly priceless. I didn't know love until my boys came to me.

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