I admit to being the sort of mama who doesn’t always enjoy going to the park. I feel like getting ready to watch the kids play is too much effort. I’d much rather stay in me pj’s and be barefooted while knitting inside and glancing out the window. The thing about city life id that it’s not all about me, right? I kids LOVE the park and so I must oblige them as often as possible. This truly keeps us all sane. Cabin fever is a frequent ailment these days.
I’m trying to be better. Better at self-sacrifice, effort when I’m tired, letting them be kids, ignoring the fact that out seven brushes are never to be found, better at calm. I’m attempting to train into my heart more slow, more thankfulness, more heart swelling moments of pleasure. More enjoyment.
After all there is always something to enjoy.
This day I enjoyed this:
Feeling proud of Josie Bean for all the physical accomplishments she had been though. I’m proud of her for simply being able to ride her bike.
I feel happy to see the kids playing with friends at the park, and friends who share their super fun Christmas gifts such as hover boards.
I found excitement in watching a bunch of neighborhood kids use their imaginations.
I was surprised and joyful to watch my boys playing basketball with each other when they could’ve played with someone else. They preferred each other!
I felt relaxed knitting in the warmth of the winter sun this beautiful pattern. I look forward to wrapping up in this knit so very much.
Yesterday was the mark of a first in this home. I took the kids by myself for the first time on an outing. All (five?) of them. Five kids. That’s crazy. What kind of nutty person has Five kids? Ahem, I guess that would be me.
A quick stroll to the park seemed perfect. No time limits, no stores, nobody waiting on us to get there on time. I’m not sure why but the addition of a family member always leads to chaos and tension among the older children. We needed some relief or cabin fever was sure to follow.
It was hot, but the need to leave was too great to ignore. We had a nice peaceful time.
Des crashed in the sling while I knit.
Josie walked her snack off, pausing only to throw dirt. March, march, march. She likes to march. She’s very serious about her marching too.
Liv was close by often, as to not miss any Desmond activity. I’m sure she thinks he’s truly her brother. And she was looking glam as usual. She’ll grow into a fashionista some day. Not sure how that happened. Notice there were no pictures me? There’s a reason for that.
Isabel talked with me most of the time, which I thought was sweet. She is going faster than I like to admit, and loves to make funny faces.
And as I was taking a picture of Andre, I accidentally caught him in the act…of peeing off that big rock right next to the road! When you gotta go you gotta go. But, why can’t you go in the toilet? That’s what I always say.
Did I really just post that? How could I not? Sorry, it won’t happen again. I hope the neighbors and cars driving by didn’t notice…but if they did they can get the freeze frame image here.
Have a great weekend everyone!