saturday.

we slept in till seven our first morning of summer break. the oldest and i did four miles around the neighborhood, showered, breakfasted, then everyone got to work: art prints and photos for me, weed extraction for the kids. i ferried my eleven year old to the book store and while he searched for a birthday gift i threaded up and down quiet rows, basking in the smell of ink and glue and paper.

come noon, (biggish) m and i had a lunch date at his restaurant of choice: taco bell. and on the drive back i framed his grin in the rear view mirror and told him how very nice it was to have some soft taco time with just him. he’s such a sponge, that one, blossoming under a splash of approval, soft at heart and giddy to please.

we’re aiming to be more deliberate about focused time with the littles, mindful of the landslides of change that lie ahead. upheaval can cause sinkholes, and i’d like to keep their hearts tethered within gripping distance so no one goes down alone. right now we’ve instituted once a month $10 dates with each kid–and maybe there’ll soon come a day when they pare down to $2 dates, but no matter our budget we’re carving out space for this.

we played board games in the afternoon humidity, ran a few loads of laundry, then i worked on photos again and pieced a wildly belated little-boy quilt. dinner was mozzarella-y mounds of leftover chicken pasta (the mister took elle on a pizza date), followed by cleaning and a weekly phone chat with my mom.

all in all, a happy blend of work and play and rest, and an awfully sweet first day of summer. we’re pretty pumped about the seventy-six to come.

About nic

yes: sandwiches, trail running, tacos, juniper, rain, books. nope: crawly things. sometimes: flannel, campfires, tea.

4 thoughts on “saturday.

  1. boy, do i love the winding, unknown days of summer. today we played Legos and weeded the garden and rode our bikes. we colored with markers and ate injera for lunch and played a vicious game of family soccer. i want to capture it all in a bottle….for the sad days, the bad days, the far-off days when they are grown. keep enjoying every minute, being deliberate, walking in love. xoxo

    1. you are such a wise and gentle mama, kim. and i love the thought of storing up all this warmth for the sad/bad/far-off days to come.

      ps injera! i need to try my hand at that lovely stuff again. my first attempt was a dense, tasteless crepe-ish thing. sigh.

  2. What in the world? I have missed like 5 posts!

    I love your $10 date idea so much. So important and needed. For every. single. one.

    We’re mixing it all up together here too- the work and the fun.

    Hope you are having a lovely weekend. I’ve been praying every day. Africa will be ready.

    xxoo

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