We live in the desert.
We took the kiddos down to the river this weekend just to get out of the city and be together. No real plan except Granny Smith apples, brie, cuties, prosciutto and a baguette of bread. We don't take advantage of this part of the desert nearly enough, and we always come away saying we should do it more often. How is it that life starts to spin by so fast that we forget what's right under our nose?
I want to be more present in the moment and savor the little miracles all around. But sometimes, too often, most of the time I find myself completely wrapped up in wake up, laundry, errands, dinner, go to bed, repeat. Day in and day out. I know first hand that children grow and leave in a blink of an eye. One moment they're in kindergarten and writing you love notes with crayons, and the next their wearing scrubs in nursing school in a whole 'nother state.
Speaking of timeouts... Jude wasn't too happy at this specific moment.
Patch even found a spot of his own to work on his Rubik's Cube. When did those things come back anyway? There is one in his hands nearly at all times these days. Me thinks busy hands are a good thing.
Just right now right here.
But time passes and right now I'm back to the cycle of wake up, laundry, errands, dinner, go to bed, repeat. Okay if I'm being specific it's more like wake up, visas, try to start packing, update my tetanus shot, parent-teacher conference, 5th grade band concert, Subway for dinner, go to bed, repeat.
Now if I can only savor this moment as much as my time in the desert!