Slow-Cooked Sentences

A week of small observations with sons: Three to remember

Rachael Conlin Levy

In which my solo time with the boys comes to an end, the family is reunited and I am grateful

Sam made more offers to help in the kitchen than there were days in this vacation. I accepted them all.

Ivan picked a tiny bouquet of flowers and left them on my bedside table where I discovered them hours later, wilted. I put them in a water anyway.

Max reached out to hold my hand as we returned from breakfast at a neighborhood restaurant. It was the first time in, maybe, six years that we’d walked hand-in-hand, and I expect another six or more will pass before he’ll hold it again.

Author’s note: It’s the school’s spring break, and I’m alone with my three boys. This is a diary of our adventures.

A week of small observations with sons

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4 responses to “A week of small observations with sons: Three to remember”

  1. Linda says:

    Oh, what precious memories you have chronicled on the days you spent together. I think all of you were blessed. I love the reflection pictures accompanying your reflections. Keep writing, you do it well.

  2. kyndale says:

    I’m glad you all enjoyed yourselves! xoxo

  3. Beth says:

    My eleven-year-old still likes to grab my hand every now and then-sometimes when we’re walking to the grocery store. It always catches me by surprise that he’d still want to at his age. I’m so glad he does.

    Your boys have beautiful smiles.

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