morning play

Often the kids play for awhile before we get out of bed depending on how early they wake up. Lately that have been sleeping in great (7:20 woohoo) but not the last couple of mornings so I told them to play quietly.

day 1:
M: let's build a hot house.
H: no, the heat's not on.
H: do you want to play with tracks (car)?
M: no.
H: let's go stare at the TV and pretend it's on.
M: okay!

On the following morning, they are up really early and mumbling stuff back and forth by my head when I tell them to go to their room. I remember dreaming about some random dialog and thinking I would write it down but then I forgot it altogether. Until, that is, I heard from Mia running into my room and right up to my ear, "maaaamaaaaaa, there's a bad pig in the hallway!" Right, "let's play bad pigs" was what I had forgotten. I have no idea what it means or where it came from but I'm pretty sure I will never forget it.

mother's day

I had a lovely day today by the way. Sleeping in, hugs and kisses, the farmer's market, grocery store, eating in the sun, working in the yard, cooking a fancy but simple dinner (scallops w/creamy tarragon onion sauce, baby turnips and almond chocolate cookies), crossword puzzles, lazy evening. Tonight Jason hugged as we came in from the yard.
J: I'm glad you're the mother of my children. I'm glad we have kids together. I love you and don't want you to feel under appreciated.
Me: I'm just over worked, not under appreciated.
J: Damn! It's a easier for me to appreciate you than do more work.
Me: Yep. A little less talk and a little more action please.

Things are good and they are getting better over the years in terms of me feeling like I don't have to do more than my share around the house and with kids. Much of it has to do with my expectations. Well, some of it. I'll take all of the appreciation and action I can get but I'm happy with what I have.

in due time

I just realized that every little project that I want to get done will get done. It will. It's just that I still have no ability to project when. Often I can be really productive and energetic and focused for days. Things seem to all line up. I can compartmentalize and feel good about it. I can be creative or industrious or both. Then life gets in the way again and I have no idea how long it will be until I can manage much beyond the daily responsibilities of school, work, snacks, lunch, breakfast dinner, baths, bedtime, picking up, dropping off. Then I wonder how I will ever get anything done again. And then I do. Everything that matters even a little bit will get done I just have no idea when and I will be a lot better off if I can just remember that.