Accidental play date

Yesterday I took Wesley to the botanical gardens again. I tend to think about my friend April and her sons when we are there because of that one incident (you know, the one where Wesley fell into over a small fence and into a muddy bog while "fishing" with Aidan).

Wesley and I put our sticks in one of the ponds and fished (terrorized pond life as we poked long sticks into the water) and then made our way to the dirt pile. While there, I saw April, who was meeting another group of mothers.

Our boys were delighted to see each other and enjoyed a salad (pile of dried leaves ... yes, they did actually taste them ... and had the good sense to spit them out) in one of the fairy houses (an dome made of dried twigs). Then they ran. And ran. And ran.

There are two interesting things about this accidental play date. One: I first met April online when we lived in two different states. I always had a good vibe from her and it was confirmed when I met her for the first time. Two: The last time we met at the botanical gardens it was just a few days before her due date. I don't remember exactly how long after that she had her baby, but it wasn't long ;) Like April said, maybe history will repeat itself.

April is one of a handful of mothers I am going to miss. Both sets of boys are near the same age and it's not often I come across such a caring mom. We all enjoy time together. I have great faith, however, that more and more mothers are waking up to their inner soul stirrings and parenting from a loving place ... I think it's one of those timing things of our evolution ... we are ready to parent our children's souls for a journey that is beyond this physical life. We're just there. Sure, we've got a long way to go ... but this age of parenting is dawning. It has to be ... it's part of the solution to the world's hunger ... I don't mean for food ... I'll just say that our generation is spitting out more dried leaves (as did the last) ... they don't taste good, they're not good for us. We are seeking better nourishment for ourselves and for our children.