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August 31, 2012

do you remember playing  under the table when you were little?  i do.  chairs were houses with two stories. two stories!  growing up, we lived in a ranch house and having two levels seemed extravagant.  all my dolls absolutely had nothing but extreme luxury.

i remember being under my grandparents’ table at thanksgiving and christmas.  there was nothing so comforting as having that ‘ceiling’ overhead, to keep you and hold you, to build a small nest out of a seemingly larger and larger world.

adelaide is approaching two years old.  and around two years, a child starts to find an independent self.  there is a blossoming  realization of a self beyond the mother-child bond.  but heavens, still so small in such a large ocean, children seem endlessly drawn to small nooks, perhaps as larger versions of the cozy embrace they so desperately needed from mom.

i find this incredibly endearing.  and perhaps, this is really what life is about – trying to recreate that embrace of security and love and safety that nurtured you through so many years

i have countless pictures of adelaide finding solace in small places.  but, nothing says it nearly like this photo.

4 Comments leave one →
  1. Angela Painter permalink
    August 31, 2012 8:37 am

    There are no words for how much I love this. Hope you all are doing well.

  2. August 31, 2012 1:53 pm

    I LOVE this photo!!

  3. August 31, 2012 6:41 pm


  4. Aunt Karen permalink
    September 2, 2012 8:35 pm

    What a great photo, Lauren. Precious!

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