Monday, May 05, 2008

When the Quiet is Appreciated

Today the clouds flirt with the sun. The baby takes a nap on his mama's soft quilt on the bed. The small house is quiet except for an intermittent "click clop, click clop" of a little girl wearing bright white, patent leather church shoes parading on the hard floors as quietly as she can with a light blue, polka dotted bed sheet cinched around her waste. Dishes await patiently for the mother to take them out of their home for the last couple of days in the dishwasher. Even more dishes await her in the sink, hoping that the others will soon vacate the noisy machine. Floors need mopping, groceries need to be bought, but for now peace will be relished. Sleep baby boy, sleep.


Blogger jenny baker said...

sheesh, this post is so lullabyish it just makes me want to curl up and sleep too... (scooch over james...) zzzz....

1:21 PM  
Blogger jenny baker said...

oooooh! i meant that your post made me want to sleep in a "ooh I'm so comforted" kinda way. nothing against your writing! i love your writing. :)

1:23 PM  
Blogger Monica said...

How nice, the scene you describe. Just lovely. It makes me want to say "Thank you, Lord"

Just finished silencing my screaming-for-attention dishes,


9:05 PM  
Blogger Mrs. Ham said...

This is beautiful Lauren!

12:42 PM  

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