For working parents,
spending time with your kids can’t always be about quantity.
We have to focus on QUALITY.
So even though I got to spend the entire day with Addi yesterday,
and most of the day with Kaia,
I still only got to spend 4 hours with all three of my babies
from the time Aidan got out of school,
Kelle is in a word- fantabulous.
She inspires people to suck the marrow out of life.
“You take what you are given and you work with it. You smile and you love the bejesus out of everyone around you for every second you’re blessed to do it. You make it work, and you give it–you give them–your all, your passion, the secret part of your heart that says things you want them to hear. Like “you mean more than any of this.”
I couldn’t have said it better.
Even though they are her words,
it is exactly what I feel in my heart.
I hope at the end of the day,
my kids feel that they mean more to me than any of this.
So, challenge accepted.
60 Minutes to give them my all.
Rather than rushing the kids home,
turning on the tube,
soaping them up,
I buckled them in their car seats,
and told them we were going on an adventure!
Every day we pass by Peek’s Nursery, which is now set up for Halloween.
So we spent the first 33 minutes there-
running through the pumpkins,
going down the makeshift slides,
looking at the flowers…
Chivalry is dead, folks.
… and it was fun.
But I’m gonna be straight with you,
not all 33 minutes were sunshiney, feel good, minutes…
Kaia got her foot stuck between one of the hay bales and the huge tube slide, which resulted in a heroic mommy moment- the kind where a mom exhibits super strength and lifts a VW car off her child-
it was just like that.
Aidan forgot that we don’t throw rocks, which resulted having to correct him… several times.
Everyone fought over who was going to help carry the yellow mums that we got to jazz up our porch.
No one was ready to get back into the car when the trip was over and Peek’s was closing,
which resulted in some major whining.
I could’ve stopped then and made it 33 minutes of fun.
But instead, I pretended that the HUGE BLOW-UP Frankenstein at Peek’s
was trying to get us, and we had to get out of there STAT!
The kids’ thought I was hysterical,
the frowns were turned upside-down,
and we were off to our next adventure.
Every year we take our kids’ pictures in front of Spotsylvania High School,
on top of the spirit rock that sports the year of the graduating class.
(SHS is where David and I started dating,
and it’s nice to have the year painted on the rock for obvious scrapbooking reasons…
not that I have time to scrapbook anymore.)
so we spent the last 27 minutes or so of our “power hour*” at SHS.
(*totally different meaning than when I was in college)
You may remember this momentous occasion from last year…
Maybe you can get an idea of just how momentous of an occasion last year’s successful picture was
from this year’s outtakes?
Then Aidan wanted to take a picture…
Then Kaia wanted to take a picture…
Then they started posing around the flagpole…
And we spent the rest of the hour playing freeze tag in the front of the school.
Then, it was time to go home,
and start going through our nightly routine.
Homework, dinner, bath, storytime, bedtime.
And when I heard little voices from the girls’ room and poked my head in to tell them it was night night time, not talky talky time,
Kaia said, “Mommy, we were just talking about all the fun we had today.”
And when I went to tuck Aidan into bed,
he said, “Mommy, we forgot to say our Hail Mary.”
I squeezed my boy,
and told him how proud I was of him for reminding me to do such an important thing.
And we prayed together.
And I thanked God for all my little blessings,
and for every second of fun we were blessed with yesterday
that we could
“love the bejesus out of everyone around [us]…”
We took what we were given, and we worked with it.