We have been going twice a month for the past year and a half. Today was our last ‘Fruits Basketo’ mom-and-me class.
To remember the blonde head who was just as into the food pieces of the felt “bento” as the other black-headed friends around her.
To remember the unexpected threat of welling tears as I watched seven 2-year-olds giggle and wiggle and spin around in the folds of a parachute sheet. The time has been very sweet indeed.
To remember sitting as the moms do—on their knees or legs to the side, never cross-legged—and the ache in my ankles to follow.
A reminder that the incessant, high-pitched voices of It’s a Small World really do ring true…”a smile means friendship to everyone.” Despite the difference in language and culture, [knowing smile], we are friends.
[To see what this 70 days of Snap and Savor is all about, see Day 1.]