They weeble, they wobble, they fall down. All three stand up and wobble a few steps… they climb over one another and play. They get on their backs and bat at each other and even play with fingers that come down to tickle them. Their eyes are open wide…. they hear approaching sounds and turn their heads searching for the source. They try to sleep amid their brother and sister climbing all over them. Sometimes a voice will call out to them and a brave little girl will open her mouth wide and let out a quiet little hiss. Who’s there? Friend or Foe?
Mama is restless and likes to take long journeys away. She always returns when they speak their plaintive, hungry cries. She cries herself at night… she takes care of their needs but she is sore and wants affection too… soon they will be big enough to wander around themselves, eat the same food she eats and even drink water. One day they wont need her anymore but for now… she is what they look forward to most and she takes great care of them.
They grow and grow… each one at their own steady pace. What will they do next?