The sweet days of their childhood when a Saturday walk around the block would take an hour or more. We stop to climb every wall and pick every flower. We watch the birds in one tree for several minutes and imitate their chirping. Juliet wants to know the name of every tree as she and Audrey climb on their strong big roots.
Juliet asks me earnestly, "where did the grass come from? Who made it?" And Audrey tries to peek her head into the sewage drain when I tell her that the water goes all the way to the ocean, exclaiming, "ocean! Where are you?!"
Finn sleeps on me with contentment in his sling. I am tired, oh so very tired. But these are the sweet days that I will hold in my heart forever.