in the moment

There are moments that unfold into stretches of time defying explanation or categorization.  They are some of the sweetest.

Such a one happened this morning.  The lass awoke after everyone else, and just needed Mama to hold her close while she perked up.  The lads each donned their alter egos for the day: the elder lad was "Sarah," the family dog belonging to a schoolmate of my lad's who often accompanies said schoolmate's mom to pick up her lad from preschool.  We fed him pretend dog biscuits and affirmed he was a "good dog."  The younger lad was Chico Bon Bon, the protagonist in Monkey with a Tool Belt and the just-as-fun sequel Monkey with a Tool Belt and the Noisy Problem.  He segued from monkey-patterned PJs to a t-shirt bedecked with tools.  The lass just stayed snuggled in the crook of my arm, glancing back and forth at her two delightfully nutty brothers.

This went on for a while until Sarah, Chico Bon Bon, the lass, and I moved on to other things (and less tranquil moments).  I was aware of it at the time and have thought back upon this throughout the day, how grateful I am for the time to live out these moments just as they unfold.  This season is coming to an end soon with the elder lad starting kindergarten in the fall, so I want to savor each such moment.