This weekend looked a little like the moments captured above. Often times weekends are less than what we hope for... what we dream of all week. Short nights of sleep, small people demanding love and attention, tears, shouts, quick words and eye rolls (yes that would be me...queen eye roll). This weekend was nothing short of just that. Even so- there were smiles, laughter and rest - even as inadequately dispersed as they now feel. Those are the moments I'm clinging to today. All the times Owen made it to the potty, the delicious homemade v-day pasta, the knitting accomplished, the bread baked, the yogurt made, the imaginative play, the puzzles, the fresh cream in my coffee and the warmth of a fireplace.
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| isabelle is sulking here and refusing a photo ....it is about 6:30 a.m. when I snapped this photo ...i was sulking too. |
And it just so happens that we get another shot at a "weekend day" today. The first real snow fall we have had down here closed the Park Service and we have another day to enjoy the sweeter moments together. Aaron is off to find some skiing and/or snow shoeing, muffins have been made, there are plans to venture to the library, the kids cloths are drying for their next trip out and I will be letting go of expectations and embracing imperfections.
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