They are ever watchful, those tiny eyes we forget see more than we wish them to understand. Little sponges soaking up the dirty bits of common moments, our less than spotlight worthy performances behind the scenes of the theatrics we play for the world around us.
Ever following, ever learning.
Ever growing.
Ever changing.
We go through the motions- smile, pretend to care when needed. Nod, pretend to listen when expected. Agree, pretend to be compliant when demanded.
Then.
Curse, behind backs and amid shadows when needed. Slam doors, when frustration leaves nothing else to do but walk away. Defy, because you know you’re right, after all.
Oh, the sights those little eyes see!
Melissa Erin Ferry 