Getting up really early, I knew that today was the last day. It had to be. Geoffrey had deteriorated over night, so this walk was going to have to be the last push that I have to make to get as close as I can to home. I have to. I feel that we no longer have any choice now.
So after packing up everyone and everything, I started my final leg home. Putting one foot in front of the other I stepped forward, focussing on what was ahead of me. Neither looking left or right, I kept my gaze looking forward out and over the stroller I have been pushing for nearly two weeks.
In front of me were the flatlands that stretched out as far as the eye can see. At least from here on, there will be scattered bushes and trees that we can use if needed for shelter. But I have to keep our stops very short before pushing on.
I know it will be dark when I near the Double R's homestead, but if I can make it to one of the out stations on the property, I can ring from there to the homestead. All the outstations on the property have crank phones that are connected to the main homestead. They haven't been used in years, but they do get tested annually. So I know they work.
But for now, I just have to keep walking, keep pushing my babies, keep pulling Geoffrey in the caddy. Just one step at a time. One foot in front of the other. Looking forward to a possible midnight bath. Oh yeah.. a bath. I am so looking forward to that, I was thinking as I felt the bite of the harness digging into my skin around my shoulders.
I smile as I hear the little ones chitchat with each other. Some of the words and sentences I can understand. I can even understand their gestures too. As I walk, I think about what the triplets are like. Their little individual personalities and how they all seem to work together very well.
But lately, I have noticed that my laid back little son is more than I thought. I watch the three of them interact with each other, but during this little detour we've had to make overland, my son has shown his true colors. Which really surprised me, a lot.
For instance, when we were camped last night the girls were all for up and doing their own thing to keep them amused, but Rhys called and grunted to them. When they ignored him, he stood up and just glared at them. He stayed like that until they came back and sat down near us again.
Then he muttered what we thought were words that seemed like he told the girls to stay put before he sat back down with one last glare at them. It looks like 'the boss' has appeared and he won't tolerate any insubordination from the girls. He is showing them that he is not only their protector, but their defender too.
Although sometimes, I watch him as he looks at the girls and frowns before glancing around looking for somehting that is missing. I have no idea what goes on in that little head of his sometimes and I wonder what it is that he looks around for when he looks at the girls. It's like he is looking for someone else. It is just a feeling I have.
I'm very proud of my boy, and the girls too who seem to know who the boss is among them and were willing to cede to his directions. So for a while, I listened to my son tell his sisters whatever it was he was telling them, and they listened too. Sometime, I thought they were asking him questions which he answered patiently. I smile at what they are doing.
I have to admit, without hooting my own horn, that I am smart. But I think that my son is going to be smarter than I ever will be. It's going to be interesting to see how, when he gets older. Yep, it sure will be interesting then.
And so we walked and walked. Sometimes the kids were silent and after a quick look, I noticed they were napping. They napped right up to a brief mid day stop for a little stretch, a wee walk and a little play close by while I checked on Geoffrey.
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