We went to a Patriot’s Day celebration today, complete with a fantastic parade, delicious food vendors, balloons – the whole works.
The boys were having a blast, and then we saw this HUGE flag…must take picture.
Of course, Mama forgets her camera, so we only have the phone to snap a memory. Not the best quality.
Well, of course the first thing I do is lament the fact that the boys aren’t looking at the camera. Then, I have to self-deprecate, because it’s just fun.
Mama looks bald. Mama looks like a Cabbage Patch Doll. Can I ever not look like I am going to a funeral?
Then…I see my hands. They are resting over both of my boys’ hearts.
For some reason, this really touches me. They are so small and vulnerable now, but I am always going to be there.
With my hands over their hearts.
Even if Mama really do look like a damn Cabbage Patch Doll.
