I was having a conversation with a man who has a daughter and a son. He was explaining how different they are...how his son is a ball of non-stop energy. They do have a lot of energy, I won't deny that...but having two boys, I don't have much of a comparison. I imagine that girls quietly play on the carpet with their puzzles or drawings for hours on end. I never find myself wishing for anything different than what I have. I have always wanted boys.
Our house looks like a tornado hit, EVERY day. They are running, giggling, jumping, climbing. But there are quiet moments. There are those moments where they stop and stand in one place for a moment. I don't quite remember why he paused in this very moment, but I took it in. I watched the quiet on his face, wondering what he was thinking. When I spoke to him after this moment, he flashed me his big goofy grin and went back to playing with the lincoln logs cowboy who so obviously belongs on the hot wheels track. I wonder what he was thinking. A secret I will never know. But I am here to tell you that boys...well, at least my boys, have quiet moments. They stop and take things in from time to time.
Our house looks like a tornado hit, EVERY day. They are running, giggling, jumping, climbing. But there are quiet moments. There are those moments where they stop and stand in one place for a moment. I don't quite remember why he paused in this very moment, but I took it in. I watched the quiet on his face, wondering what he was thinking. When I spoke to him after this moment, he flashed me his big goofy grin and went back to playing with the lincoln logs cowboy who so obviously belongs on the hot wheels track. I wonder what he was thinking. A secret I will never know. But I am here to tell you that boys...well, at least my boys, have quiet moments. They stop and take things in from time to time.
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