Who can feed me

A few weeks back, I left on a business trip with the added company of my little four year old, Chloe.  This was partly to give her daddy a break while the older kids were in school and partly to satisfy my needs of continual hugs and kisses during the long 10 hour drive to our destination!  The best part of the whole trip was that we were destined to stay with my parents, who were quite content to spoil both of us…a process which neither Chloe nor I objected to…

So here I am.  The reason for this post.  On one morning in particular, I was being my completely spoiled self that a mother can be only when visiting her own mother, finding it most difficult to open my sleep saturated eyelids to a certain, sweet (howbeit, persistent) little whisper.  Upon the victorious raising of my eyelids, I found my sweet Chloe almost nose to nose with me.  Even a sleep depraved hibernating bear (yes, I AM comparing myself to one) would have had to smile at the site.  She bore the most concerned, soulful gaze that even a nursing kitten couldn’t compete with.  With lashes long, she whispered…

Chloe:  “Mom, are you awake?”

Me:  “No, sweetheart, I’m not”

Chloe:  “Who’s going to wake you?”

Me:  “Nobody”

Chloe:  “Then who’s gonna feed me?”

Me:  “Just get the dry cereal out and eat that for a bit, then I’ll come feed you”

Sweet little thing…I heard a delighted smile (mothers can hear those things, you know) and the quick patter of her whispered trot to the kitchen.  I closed my eyes, comforted that I had just bought myself at least ten more minutes of rest, just as I was hearing the crinkle of the cereal box and the happy munching of my early riser.  Sigh.  Wouldn’t you know it, rather than a peaceful blank chalkboard for my inner eye to observe, scenes of a little girl on the floor of the kitchen with cereal box in hand began to dance their way into the lens of my imaginary camera.  That was it.  Up I popped, suddenly very rested and ready for my day.  Camera in hand, I too found my way into the kitchen…and these are the memories we made together in the early morning light of Mime’s kitchen…

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Honour - March 4, 2011 - 11:14 pm

In some shots she looks so much like her daddy and in some she looks just like you… either way, she’s beautiful! 🙂

Amber Cooper - March 5, 2011 - 12:16 am

Ohhh, so sweet! LOVE these poses, and LOVE your writing abilities.

Hannah - March 5, 2011 - 1:09 am

Love it Laura! I can so relate to this with my little ones. 😉 Maybe you should compile children’s books. Everybody would buy them. =) Thanks for sharing with us!

Cindy Gillespie - March 5, 2011 - 1:58 am

These are so sooo precious!!

Jan Egelston - March 5, 2011 - 2:31 am

Dear Laura,

These are truly wonderful pictures. I have a feeling that General Mills would love to have one of these photos with the caption “Who Can Feed Me?” I am serious. However, as beautiful as the pictures are, the words that flow from the heart of expression reveals the wonderful talent that God has blessed you with. We give HIM the GLORY just as you do! 🙂 May your artistic work always reveal the light of God’s wonderful love.

Amy Bragg - March 5, 2011 - 4:42 pm

I agree with your Mom. You ought to submit these. Too cute!!!!!

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