I was washing the dishes today when I heard a cry coming from the other room. It was Reid. As soon as I heard it, I knew what was wrong. His leg was stuck. I dropped the pan in the sink and went running, but I already knew.
Motherhood is so crazy like that. From a sound your child makes, you can know...Henry stubbed his toe, Elle is being mean to Juliette, London needs a break from her sisters copying her every move, and so you drop the pan and go running. You gather them up in your arms, and they try so hard not to smile at you when you squeeze them and kiss them over and over again. I love how my arms and my love make everything all better, always.
Every new stage of motherhood, I think- THIS. THIS is my favorite. This new phase, where we decided to leave Acton to open our own school, feels like the very best yet. It feels like, as a family, we're just on the cusp of all of all the biggest, most beautiful things I could ever dream of--- just falling perfectly into place. The Treehouse Academy moved into
Liberty Station earlier this month, and as soon as the rest of our COVID delayed Montessori furniture arrives, I can't wait to share
our school with you.
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| All my little loves in Big Bear |
