“This is what I thought life as a parent would be,” I commented to my husband as we watched the kids race around in the little play barn at Falling Branch Brewery, “Instead, it’s pretty much just running errands and doing housework all the time. This is a nice change.”
But then he brought up a good point. We don’t do this often simply because we don’t make the time to do this. This outing was pretty much a fluke- the oldest attended a birthday party here today, our plans for the day ended up cancelled, and I talked him into bringing everyone when the party was over to hang out in the sunshine. It was pretty much my definition of bliss.
Our calendar fills quickly- birthday parties, errands (always with the light bulbs and toilet paper!), never-ending housework and playing catch up on whatever I didn’t get to do during the week. Not to mention I work at least a few hours each weekend. I think I need to regularly block time off in the calendar. Unavailable. Do not schedule. So we can be sure to pay attention to what’s really important instead of always losing focus on the things that don’t really matter. Drowning in our lists.
In the end, this is what I want to look back on. Laughing together. Playing. Watching the kids race each other through the grass, but still turning to make sure the littlest is keeping up. Listening to them explain their methods of “winning” a corn maze. Days like this. It may have only been 2 hours, but it was 2 quality hours. (and to the perpetually busy: it still leaves plenty of time in the day to knock off a few items on the to-do list!)
It’s such a shame that today’s life is so overscheduled, running at such frenetic paces, that I have to plan our downtime. But maybe that’s just a first step in the right direction of slowing down.
Here’s the rest of the week- full stories are on instagram.