It is so hard for me to keep up with this thing now! We are busy as usual, and I guess blogging just not as much of a priority right now. Baseball and soccer are in full swing. Summer swim team starts up this week. My to-do list is forever long, and growing daily it seems. It’s been so long since I blogged regularly I really don’t even know where to start! I never finished writing about spring break, and then Logan celebrated a birthday, which I have also not written about. I’m so behind, and I don’t think I will ever be able to catch up.
I rolled out of bed this morning, feeling the Monday-ness of the day to my very core. I stumbled bleary-eyed into the living room and saw Connor sitting lazily on our big armchair. It’s just big enough for two, so I curled up next to him. Connor isn’t a very cuddly kid–he never has been, and now that he’s nine, the moments where he wants to sit and snuggle with mom are few and far between. It was a wonderful 10 minutes, even if I did have to spend much of it trying to convince him that swim team will be fun this year even though he has moved up to the next age division which means longer practices and distances. He’s not a fan of change.
About 20 minutes later, I heard the creak of Camryn’s door and the pitter patter of her little feet. She stood in front of me, wiping sleep from her eyes, clutching her purple blanket and stretched her arms up to me. I scooped her up and we sat on the couch. After a few minutes, I asked her to go wake up Logan. He loves nothing more than for Camryn to be the one to wake him up. I sat on the couch and listened to them giggle and talk. When they emerged a few minutes later, they curled up on the couch next to me. It really was wonderful.
Then reality set in. It’s Monday morning and we need to leave for school in 10 minutes. We all ate a quick bowl of cereal, threw together the backpacks, and scurried out the door with a screaming Camryn trailing behind us because I wouldn’t let her play with my engagement ring. She proceeded to scream for several minutes until I threatened to “pull this car over!” Ah, peace.
Once we got back home, I was faced with the task of weekend damage control. There is laundry to be done, bills to be paid, meals to be planned, calendars to be organized, clutter to be put away, and a huge puddle of pee to be cleaned up off the bathroom floor. For the love, aim, son! Aim!
But first things first, I need to dig through the dress up bin and see if I can find Camryn her very own ring to play with. Couldn’t find one, but isn’t this dress up stuff fun?! I spent a few minutes helping Camryn put together her dream outfit. Which of course means I had to take her outside and snap a few pictures. She is the perfect mix of tomboy and girly-girl, as evidenced by her choice of the cowboy outfit over all her princess dresses, but with the perfect pink touch of the butterfly wings.
Now she is sitting, happily watching Caillou, and it’s time for me to crack down on this list of things to do today. But this morning made me smile, and I’m glad I took a few minutes to blog about, snuggles, tears, costumes and all.