Some days, I just have to get out of the house with the kids
or have a plan, something to do. Otherwise I get a little stir crazy
and they get a little stir crazy and my nerves start to get a bit frayed and then, well, it’s not so
pretty. Things often seem to go better when we are not sitting at home. I know some of you totally get
what I am talking about!
both me and for the boys. Last Sunday was one of those days. A day at home with a
million things I could get done, but
nothing I really had to get done.
Nowhere to go. No plan at all. Two bags full of apples from Saturday’s trip to the orchard. And with
a day like that wonderful things can happen.
applesauce, I soaked in the fact that the boys were having a blast playing
together. They were playing “baby,” which involved Zip laying on my yoga mat
while Bee instructed him “Cry, baby!” and then brought him blankets, stuffed
animals, and an ice pack for his boo-boo. The fact Bee was butt-naked the
entire time made this all the more entertaining to watch.
yard. A new version of Tickle Fight was
invented. Art was created. Okay, the art consisted mostly of even more drawings for
Zip’s ever-growing collection of Godzilla-art – I think we are now at Godzilla
drawing #3,592 – but he also drew a picture of trains for his little brother.
as they ran in the back yard tossing airplanes, hovered over a drawing
together, and giggled furiously at their made-up games. I am in awe of that brotherly relationship
that I will watch evolve but will never truly understand because it is their relationship, not mine. And I felt blessed to have a morning full of
moments where life slowed down to remind me just how beautiful it is.