Recently I posted a picture of what summer looks like around here. It was happy children eating homemade popsicles on a hammock in the shade.
Turns out that is nothing like summer around here. Summer looks like me getting up with Eli at 5:00 am and trying to pacify him with my iPad for at least an hour. It looks like me staying up way past my bedtime with teenagers who push FIRMLY against my attempts to encourage order and productivity.
I usually start off with a cheerful morning routine for the little ones, but we can only take so many hours together indoors before summer starts to look like TV, video games or fist fights.
I tell you all of this to explain, or maybe rationalize, my lack of thoughtful blog posts.
So I have decided to take a different approach to blogging for now. Whenever I have a moment or a coherent thought that I would like to remember, I will stop by the computer (if I can pry a child away from the screen) to post a "status update." You know... like on Facebook. It's perfectly acceptable there to just post a one line thought. I have no interest in posting my random thoughts for the social media world to read, but I think it will be nice to have them collected here. For posterity.
And so here you go. Status update #1
Tonight Eli woke up and came out of his bed to tell Savannah that there was a scary bunny rabbit on his pillow that kept biting him. When she walked him back to his room he was surprised but happy to find that it was gone.
Cute little nightmare!
My inspiration for this record of my days:
“The biggest mistake I made [as a parent] is the one that most of us make. . . . I did not live in the moment enough. This is particularly clear now that the moment is gone, captured only in photographs. There is one picture of [my three children] sitting in the grass on a quilt in the shadow of the swing set on a summer day, ages six, four, and one. And I wish I could remember what we ate, and what we talked about, and how they sounded, and how they looked when they slept that night. I wish I had not been in such a hurry to get on to the next thing: dinner, bath, book, bed. I wish I had treasured the doing a little more and the getting it done a little less” -Anna Quindlen