waking up to three kids and a dog in my bed
homemade granola with banana and milk
some video games (of course)
a hot cuppa
some murals laid out and drawn in the living room
moon sand and fish rocks to be played with. Separately. Together. Separately again.
moon sand and fish rocks to be swept from the floor. Separately. Together. Separately again.
thumbing through of the Pokemon guide book
shovelling the walk (my goodness it’s warm out here)
checking the mail (waiting for one last gift to arrive)
a load of laundry
sorting through a big pile of clothes from a neighbour
DS games (of course)
snack trays with peanut butter apples (almost every day)
a chat with Gran on the phone
some curious george
the big book of search and find
what can we do with graph paper?
let’s play mastermind. 4 times.
An unexpected and much welcomed visit from a friend. (nice coffee and a beautiful gift as well)
Some wrestling (or riding horsey) with Dad
beans and rice with tortillas and guacamole
planning of a summer
changing the plans of a summer
writing of list of what a summer should hold (a family living here must anticipate summer in these dark winter days to hold heat close to them, you see)
white board and easel drawing
a pencil drawing of two friends singing under a rainbow (Elijah)
a pencil drawing of a tree on a hill with butterflies and hearts (India)
a drawing of a tree and a swing (Daddy and Mattea)
singing made up songs about fish coming down the chimney
a poke in the eye
a 7 yr old discovering that massages are awesome
ants on a log
kindness and bickering, all intertwined like the strands of our days
and so tomorrow will be.
Rich I tell you.