As a mother there are so many things that you do without really thinking. Multitasking seems to be the order of the day. With Sunbeam being six already I can tell a big difference in meal times, since we no longer have to spend half of the time helping the children with their food.
I was reminded of how absent minded we mothers can become when we were at a gathering of friends and family. A nice meal had been prepared and the one dish was a big casserole made with potatoes with a delicious sauce and then tiny biscuits covering the top. We all filled our plates and sat at makeshift tables to eat. Sitting next to me was a busy mother. Everyone was talking and we were all having a good time when all of a sudden she surprised me by reaching over into my plate with her spoon and got my single little biscuit and ate it.
After the initial what?! I had to restrain myself from bursting out and laughing. She never realized what she had done and I knew with years of having little ones hanging on her skirts and sitting next to her she was probably used to helping her children out when ever their plate was too full and it was purely habit.
I have been laughing at this all week when ever I happened to relive the moment.
Rosebud loves to read and with her own library card she can check out ten books each week. Having read several different series she asked me what I used to read when I was her age.
She had already read most of the books that I was familiar with but was excited to find the Five Little Peppers series which I used to love. She brought the first book home and curled up on the recliner to read it. An hour later she came and gave the book to me saying wearily. "Mom, I just can't read this book. It's like trying to eat a big bowl full of mashed potatoes all by myself."
Sunbeam: Mom is my voice as big as my hair?"
Me: "Sometimes. Why?'
Sunbeam dejectedly: "Sailor said so."
Short pause then brightly: I just have to practise being a little lady!
Sailor talking about how steam engines work and life in frontier towns to Rosy while she was trying to write a poem. Frustrated about having to listen to something she has no interest in she asked him if he could please let her think.
Sailor: It's hard not to talk about it when my head is so full of ideas.
Rosebud matter of factly: If you would keep your mouth closed your ideas wouldn't fall out.