Little Ones
They are growing up faster than they used to. I never noticed it so much as this summer. Each time I visit home, Benjamin has increased his vocabulary exponentially. “Pick up your lightsaber and fight me” is currently his longest sentence. He has been well trained under the influence of Master Johnathan.
As if to continuously claim her positions in this large family, Claire likes to use exact familial terms. “Did you come home to see your sister Claire?” is the consistent greeting for me at the door. Mother, brother, grandmother, family bonds are rhythmically reinforced.
These two are rarely apart. Both are slowly working their way out of ‘little boy’ status. Nevertheless, Dominic still charms the entire neighborhood with one smile. They usually smell gently of outdoors, rough and tumble, and peanut butter and jelly. And never sit still for a moment.