This weekend has been interesting. I'm definitely not in the best shape physically. I've put on about 5 lbs since the marathon. And, I've injured my back pretty significantly at work.
But, this weekend was pretty fantastic with my kids. I mean really, it's the tiniest of things that make the difference. Bren worked much of the weekend. And, when I had to discipline him regarding his room...he worked on it and didn't lose his mind. I mean he was pissed and slammed a couple of doors. But...that was it? Yup. Wow, I'll take it.
And, though Julia is driving me nuts with her yoga pants, too much make up, short skirts, and chucks...she was my little girl at least twice this weekend. Once was watching a movie. We were giggling and throwing licorice at each other. She went to the bathroom and said..."Hey mom, guess what I found in my panties??? (knowing I hate that word)". Then, yesterday it was similar. We napped together and the room was freezing. So, we put our cold hands on each other and giggled. During the Oscars she bet on every award. And, this child of mine got nearly all of them spot on, except the shorts and documentaries. She says..."I have no interest in those."
It flies by so fast. I just wish I could be in those moments for just a second longer. I wish I could breathe in the giggles or the sarcasm (Bren). Because what fuel it is, because soon the house will be quiet. So, when you ask me why I don't work in restaurants any longer...this is why. I am so grateful to be able to stretch this year out as long as I can.
Peace,
M
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