{"id":2700,"date":"2014-02-07T09:54:32","date_gmt":"2014-02-07T08:54:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/omily.me\/?p=2700"},"modified":"2014-02-07T10:41:14","modified_gmt":"2014-02-07T09:41:14","slug":"mama-en-het-jongetje","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/omily.me\/en\/mama-en-het-jongetje\/","title":{"rendered":"Mama and little man"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/omily.me\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/2013-12-18-13.00.51.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter  wp-image-2718\" alt=\"outsidejoy\" src=\"http:\/\/omily.me\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/2013-12-18-13.00.51-768x1024.jpg\" width=\"614\" height=\"819\" srcset=\"https:\/\/omily.me\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/2013-12-18-13.00.51-768x1024.jpg 768w, https:\/\/omily.me\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/2013-12-18-13.00.51-225x300.jpg 225w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 614px) 100vw, 614px\" \/><\/a><br \/>\nThe sun is shining and he wants to put on his coat.<\/p>\n<p>I hold his hand and we walk outside, to the sun. The garden is one big mess, but it doesn&#8217;t bother him, bless his little heart. He sees leaves and a little bal, sand and an empty little pot. I walk on. He grins.<\/p>\n<p>When I am halfway the garden path, he starts to walk faster. He toddles on towards me, bliss in his little face. Beaming from the sun, who is kindly sharing her light. When we reach the chickens, the little feet stop making steps, and the little hand grasps for the wire fence. It&#8217;s rickety, so he can move it to and fro. The chickens come to the fence, hopeful for goodies. The grains that they get are not greeted with much enthusiasm. The apple peels and porridge are a lot better. Maybe they are hoping for some grass, because sometimes there is good stuff like that to be got from that little hand.<\/p>\n<p>The shoes are in the dirty mud, between the path and the wire fence. I pick the little man up and he looks back, at his friends, the chickens. Hij looks a little farewell at them.<\/p>\n<p>At the side door I put him down. He is not at all happy now. He wants to go back. But I don&#8217;t want to go back. I pick him up again, take his coat off, and we are inside. That is not what he was planning!<\/p>\n<p>But I&#8217;m not mama for nothing. Mama knows that a bottle, the elephant and the binky do wonders for his little heart. We find the bottle and look for the elephant. The bliss is back in his face.<\/p>\n<p>Then I&#8217;m upstairs. The boys are both in their beds. And I listen to the little man, he is still singing songs about chickens and sunshine.<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"> The sun is shining and he wants to put on his coat.<\/p>\n<p>I hold his hand and we walk outside, to the sun. The garden is one big mess, but it doesn&#8217;t bother him, bless his little heart. He sees leaves and a little bal, sand and an empty little pot. I walk on. 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