#woodsman
Lay me down on a bed of moss and tuck me in with a blanket of leaves, let me hug a mushroom and let the birds sing me to sleep. It is time to rest, and the forest is my bed.
Footsteps of a toddler excitedly ascending the stairs thumping through the hall, echoes into the room. Syl was typically an early riser and Evelyn took after him in that aspect. Destiney was less so a morning person, and it was common place for him to get up and get Evelyn up before she would get vocal and loudly proclaim she was ready to be up.
Today was no different however she decided to thunder back into the room, loudly calling to Destiney. “Mom! Mom!” Her speech was coming in well and her walking was improving daily.
“Wait wait, don’t run off yet.” Evelyn stopped and toddled back to Syluss and was handed a plate of food. “Careful, no running.” Evelyn was on the verge of record speed until she found some restraint to slow down. She did however raise her volume again.
“Mom! Pa-cake!” She made way over to Destiney’s side of the bed and would be handed a plate with a pair of pancakes on it. They…. were a solid effort as Syl is a ‘roast food over open fire’ type of cook and this was a solid second go at pancakes. The first go… we won’t talk about those.
“Good morning dear. Someone was excited about pancakes.” Syl hefted her high chair up, balancing a tray atop it. Setting it up and sliding Evelyn in, he put on her bib, as the still unbrushed hair of the child hung around her face, pure excitement for pancakes on her face.
“Mom, Dad make pa-cake!” Nearly diving in before her plate was set down, she wasted no time digging into the butter topped pancakes.
Syl sat on the side of the bed and leaned down to kiss Destiney. “I did my best.” Evelyn wasn’t even using a fork and had a few bites torn from hers. “She likes them so I didn’t do too bad.” Nothing like an impromptu breakfast in bed.