Lost Creek Hollow springling

one more post from you? just a short mommy & me thread :D

he was so cute. of course, mona was biased, but the way his small nose pointed up, and his body tensed curiously around the whirring of the beetle — ashlar was endearing in all ways. and though she was only just a mother, and so new, mona knew it would not last forever. she drank in these moments like water, committing them to memory as she watched her son play.