The other day, my 4 year old demanded I stand outside his preschool classroom to hug and kiss him. He still gave me a sloppy kiss before heading toward the girls with long hair, the eye glances his way – one shoving over a bit to make him room with the stickers.

After my oldest and I dropped the other one off, I asked him if he would hold my hand, and he did, but it wasn’t tight. I could feel the opposite end of the magnet, the feet using me as a wall at one side of the pool to push off into the world.

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Are you entering your Mother Letter photos for twitter? Check out this Statigram feed with #MotherLetters! These photos will blow you away.

Also, on Facebook is another contest to win a $25 gift card to Paper Coterie and very few have entered. The photos there are actually like small Mother Letters. Take a peek at the Mother ART, letters in an image.  ***

 Have a good weekend! Put on a funky hat, go for a quiet drive, then turn up a dancy song. Finally, stop and read a poem out loud —

“Go To The Limits of Your Longing.”