Friday, April 13, 2012

It is nothing

On Fridays the children in the school sing together and we go too listen to our eight and ten year old sons. Every Friday Sturla runs and finds a place somewhere in the group. He sits down and if he knows the text he will sing too. I berate myself for not teaching him all the texts but there are so many other things he has to learn too... so it really has not happened as it should.
Besides this is not his school yet.

I stand there shortly before the singing
having a conversation with Eiki's teacher.
Sturla has found a place to sit.
"Mamma..." I turn and face those green eyes.
" it is nothing.."

But that my sweetness was everything.