Sometimes he quietly sneaks off and we can't find him.
When this would happen with one of his brothers at 2 1/2, I'd immediately drop whatever I was doing - knowing that shampoo was being squirted all over the bathroom, my jewelry box was toppled over and its contents scattered all over my bedroom, or that my makeup was being painted all over the carpet.
We've been there before. Oh, yes - we've most definitely been there before.
But, with Lincoln - when I can't find him - I almost always find him alone.
Curled up with his two favorite comforts:
His thumb. And, his belly button.
When I found him like this on our entryway bench as we unpacked boxes and his older brothers played, having snuck away from the rest of our family and content to lie there alone with his two favorite vices, I realized that sometimes the chaos and noise of our daily life around here gets to me, too.
And, I want nothing more than just some quiet time.
To just be.
It's a rare and precious thing - that elusive alone time. Especially for mothers of young ones. And, while I don't expect to get much of it in the coming months with a newborn on his/her way, I'm gonna take a cue from my wise, little one.
And, remember to sneak away to a quiet place.
Even if just for a brief moment when no one's looking.