Another trip to the laundromat to dry clothes…
Almost completed with running all the necessities to move washer/dryer to upstairs from basement…
I am so ready!…
but, have to say… I will miss the friendships made from talking to so many people where we dry our clothes…
As I have said… Lots of refugees in this area… and communication is lacking… but…
when we are there… we make do… expressing our words in a different manner…
A mother dressed in full dress of her country comes in with a baby girl in a carrier… and another daughter… probably 2-3 years old…
She is looking around with a questioning look on her face…
Being a Mom… I could relate already…
She has LOTS of clothes to bring in… but, no one to watch the children… while she does this…
I get her attention… and reassure her… that I will watch them while she gets her laundry in the building…
The kids are smiling… and seem to understand too… although a baby and a toddler…
I smile to let them know that I am just going to be there… to keep them safe…
Mom proceeds to bring in load after load of clothes…
and the little girl starts grinning at me with a comfortable way…
When “baby” girl decides she needs her Mom… I pick her up and hold her and walk around consoling her… as tears begin…
She is seeing Mom coming in and then leaving again and again…
The children had big round suckers to occupy them… 
…a mother’s thought before she came in…
Now… sticky… I offer the mother a clean wash cloth to wet and wipe them off…
She takes it… knowing my meaning… and proceeds to wet the cloth and wash faces and hands…
Mom finally is settled inside and reaches for baby… and then the little girl with big bright brown eyes… scarf wrapped around head like her Momma’s…
reaches her arms for me to take her…
I pick her up… and hold her… and she is quite happy…
Just then my Bobby appears by my side and those little arms reach out to him…
She is perfectly content for him to hold her… as he sits down to wait for the Momma to get finished…
Finally Mom is able to sit down and gather her babies… and with a knowing smile we part…
a new adventure …
Babysitting at the laundromat!…
What a beautiful story about humanity. You are the best!!!
thanks Terry…love these moments!
That is such a lovely warm story that is so typical of your warm heart and spirit. How lovely to hold a baby and a trusting toddler. I bet that Mum was very happy to meet you. 🙂
and I was happy to help…such a sweet moment…when that trusting little girl put her arms up for me to hold her…and then to reach for my husband…I think he melted!