Hair Wraps

In the kitchen cooking dinner.  I hear the giggles and snarky comments laced with love.  I listen to them, knowing this is a fleeting moment.

For a moment, my mind travels to their days of playing baby in pajamas or bubbles in the driveway.

I glance down to see Grace and Megan surrounded by pillows, smushed on the couch, while Hannah has her turn getting wrapped.  I set the table, getting close enough to quickly snap the picture of the moment that will soon be a memory.

A pandemic memory.

 

5 thoughts on “Hair Wraps”

  1. When you described the girls playing babies in their pajamas and blowing bubbles, it reminded me that these moments in my own home are also fleeting. Keep soaking them up!

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