
Watching my kids navigate each day through this confinement has been..heartwarming? They wrestle over the TV remote, they fight over who has to practice piano first, and they used a scale to measure the last piece of cake into equal parts down to the last gram. They are quick to throw each other under the bus when I ask who left the dirty dishes on the table. Yet…when I glanced over at them watching “The Great British Bake Off,” his head was in her lap. I knew not to call attention to it because the moment would’ve dissolved in an instant. Not 10 minutes later, they were on the floor fighting over the blanket.
They remind me of wolf pups, nipping at each other and putting their paws in each others faces, wearing themselves out before falling over in a heap. I am thankful they have each other, especially now that their worlds have gotten a lot smaller for the time being.
Lovely portrait! I especially like the wolf pups analogy. I’m sure the den is feeling a bit claustrophobic these days.
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