Wherever I am, they are.
I might be in the kitchen cooking dinner… I’ll find them at my feet putting together a puzzle or playing dolls.
I might sit in the living room arm chair to read a magazine…they’ll tumble in to show me their latest Lego creation.
I might be in my closet digging for a shirt to wear to work tomorrow… they’ll come in to ask me where the pink ballet slippers are hidden.
Wherever I am, they are.
As I type these words in the quiet of my kitchen, they have suddenly appeared. The table was empty only moments before but is now covered in coloring books and cups and the general stuff of children.
Wherever I am, they are.
Murphy's Law 
Ah–the magical, magnetic mom. I miss the days of “Wherever I am, they are”. Because now, I am here and they are not.
What a delightful post that brings back memories! Treasure these moments. Now wherever I am, I seem to have a furry friend by my feet!
So cute. I wonder if they even realize they keep showing up like that. I mean yes, of course they do when they’re hanging on you. But it also seems like such a subconscious act…need. Right?
I love the simplicity and truth of this piece! They are there because you want them to be–and that’s such a beautiful thing! I know it’s one part of parenting little ones that I wish I could capture and keep going forever…
Love the significance of your repeated line!
Enjoy that they are with you. I have teenagers and now, wherever they are , I want to be! I do remember those days….hard to find your own space.
I LOVE it. I LOVE the repetition, so effective. I LOVE the simplicity of your post. Thank you for a lovely read.
And how lucky you are! Great slice Dana . . . the words just warm my heart!
This is s a beautiful slice. It is the little things like this that are often overlooked, but are the most beautiful.
It is wonderful that they want to be wherever you are. Enjoy their being there.
Wherever I am…..there they are! Of course, because the attraction to you is a force of nature and a bond of love. My mother always used to tell me, “You should be very proud if your children always want to be with you.” She was a mother of eight. You should be very proud of your good mothering.
So sweet. I always enjoy the rhythm of your writing Dana.
I definitely know this feeling! This is especially true of my 2.5 year old daughter. Always wanting to be where I am. Always asking, “Mommy, will you play wish me?”
Love the picture!
Such a real slice of life. Lovely.
And isn’t that the best? I love it too. Wherever I am, I always want them to be there.
Ah how I sometimes long for those days of them being where I am. I am looking forward to this weekend when we will all gather to celebrate my husband’s birthday. Now they will be where I am and bringing with them new little ones who are starting to fill that empty place.
Such a sweet slice! They obviously love spending time with you. Treasure this time when they’re little. 🙂
I love the structure of your writing and the repeated line. It really resonated and I felt like I was there, too, witnessing this miraculous bond.
I love the craft you used. The repetition you used created the feeling of it happening all the time. The unpredictable nature of them popping up is predictable. Your craft brings that out. Enjoy — soon they spend time in their rooms ….
Clare
They are your little groupies, just wanting to be near you and your loving presence!
Love the repetition! Completely captures the image in my head!
So sweet! I love watching my girls grow, but I really miss those days when they were my constant companions.
Love your slice! Took me back to when mine were young – and I couldn’t even use the washroom alone! Treasure it – I miss it still.
Beautiful writing about two beautiful little girls, Dana. Love the repetition.
Aw, so sweet! I can just see them, contentedly staying just close enough to you! ❤
Isn’t this the truth? My mom says someday — even though we can’t imagine it — they won’t be… I love that they want to intermittently join us; “Hey, Mom — just checking in because you’re one of my favorite people.” We can read it that way, right?
Your short pieces pack an incredible punch. Now that I’m a dog owner, I somehow can understand the feeling. Except he’s the one bringing me MY slippers…Always inspiring to read your work.
This warmed my heart. I just flashed back to when your girls were waiting for you at the airport and how excited they were to have you home. 🙂 You are one lucky mom.
And one wouldn’t want it any other way. Love hearing about your girls, Dana.
This totally struck a chord in my own life. My two little boys want so desperately to be independent but also cannot stand to be. I really enjoyed the minimalism you used to create the tension. Look forward to reading more!
Simply precious. Beautiful moments!
This is so true . Early years where ever my mom was i used to be there .This made me feel nostalgic.
This is so true .This brought all the memories back of my early life. How i ran rear my mother, when i come from school i used to told her how was my day , when she was cooking i questioned her how she do this. this made me feel nostalgic