After school, I told the children “Let’s go to the park” I secretly wanted to just practice with my new super camera, but first we had to have ice cream, and then after playing at the park, we watched a movie while we finished to dinner.
It often seems like life is just a series of being too busy to breathe, so it was nice to stop, yell “time out!” and take the time to really bond together as a family.
We watched this movie together. It’s beautiful, it’s spiritual, and we all needed it. (If you haven’t seen it, watch it! if you have, watch it again!)
This week was really pretty fantastical! (That's defined as "existing in dreams only.") Work is still work, home is still home, but I'm not sure I can say the sun has ever been as bright. I've learned a couple truths this last week.
Going to bed earlier makes waking up on time much easier.
A good Hyatt Hotel isn't as great as a poor Marriott Hotel.
Ballet Dancers make a lot of noise doing their ballet thing.
I'm pretty decent at this parent thing.
Taking the children to the ballet was definitely the high point of the week. I'm still giddy from the classical music and the way the fog looked as it rolled off the stage into the orchestra pit.
I often do a 'parenting inventory' as I walk around with the children, and this week as we wandered through downtown Phoenix (where the ballet was) I did the quick inventory and thought "I've got this thing figured out." then I thought something that sounded like "I could have more." Of course that's difficult all alone, but the realization that four just wasn't the challenge it used to be gave me a monster grin.
Searching for houses… isn't as exciting as I had thought it would be. I like the idea of more living space… but it's also hard for me to settle and I feel that in many ways this is me settling.
This coming week promises to be one of my favorite in a long time. Work is work, home is home, but both are fantastic, and I need to flesh out some of my more incredible date ideas.