Today was lovely; besides finishing a super-awesome sewing project that had been plaguing me in the details – yay! and: Shhh! Secret for my daughter’s birthday – we were out on the bikes for most of our afternoon and evening. It was brilliantly, beautifully sunny. Packing up when there’s no chance of rain is a simpler affair:
Coloring books! Crayon roll-ups! Swim gear! Coats!
Ralph teaches an evening class on Wednesdays and so far each evening has been wonderful. You’d think being with the kids all day I’d rather loathe having them by myself even further. Perhaps it’s that when my husband is home I feel competing urges to be with him and the children (and myself, sewing!), but I find our Wednesday evenings sans Papa to be relaxing and intimate. Go figure.
We stopped at Hodge Podge, the Habitat for Humanity store; Nels found a little red vacuum cleaner he has decided to purchase. Nels is building his own house out of a cardboard box and an assortment of homemade furniture including, for practicality’s sake, a Skee-Ball arcade game (lumber purchase pending). We already own a vacuum but I guess it isn’t good enough.
While Sophie swam I read some library sewing books and Nels wrote up a list for his new domicile. I think you can see here how lovely the sun is.
On our way back from the YMCA I glanced in the front yard of a little apartment complex on Aberdeen Avenue. Imagine my surprise when I saw an apartment inhabitant walking – not a pair of small dachshunds like she had been the week before – but a pair of cockatiels! We motored right over and the kids spent several minutes playing with the friendly and beautiful birds.
It was a good day; I didn’t even have to use my AK.
Those kind of days are the best, so peaceful and easy-flowing… I’m sorry I haven’t answered your formspring question about what my perfect day would look like. Every time I start to answer I start to feel like a horrible person because very few of my “perfect day” scenarios involve Silas, they’re all completely solo or just with Seth, mostly solo.
I’ve become a total misanthrope, even towards my own family… just feeling so drained and tired and all that.
“It was a good day; I didn’t even have to use my AK.” I’m beginning to think we had a similar childhood. You crack me up.
@Jasie
Don’t feel horrible to want/need time without the kid. My “perfect day” question was kind of lame anyway. I kind of hate the concept because it implies forcing a lot of BALANCE into one day. And c’mon, like we moms need more pressure to do things even more PERFECT. Maybe I was just wondering, what’s some stuff you like to do, and list it all. That query just doesn’t have the same “punch” when I write it like that, does it? 🙂
@Kidsync
Ha! Always happy to make people laugh.