Hello? Hello? Had you given up on me? I sure hope not.
I am well aware that this bloggish space has been languishing for a couple of…
…weeks!? Has it really been that long?
I guess our household has been all caught up in summer-ness. Less structure somehow sometimes feels like more busy-ness.
I’ll admit, there may have been a few rough patches and some aches and pains keeping me away. But mostly, it has been the fun mini road-trips and unexpected transitions.
Not that I haven’t had anything to write about. Trust me. I’ve still got my lists. I just can’t seem to crack the computer open as often as I’d like.
Hopefully in the next week, at least a few of these posts will march themselves on to completion.
For now, I’ll leave you with a shot of our Thursday morning.
It was our first “at-home-all-day” day in way too long. ( Our little family just needs these sorts of days. Does yours?)
Playdough on the kitchen island. Playdough on the kitchen floor. Playdough on favorite pajamas. (Yup, still in ’em).
If you could only hear the Jack Johnson flowing in the background and enjoy the smells of butter and coffee wafting through the kitchen- then you would truly get a feel for the bliss.
All day the little girls and I were belting out and clapping to “This is the day! This is the day…”
(In the spirit of disclosure: there may have been a second pot of coffee brewed that morning. I confess that I seem to be a much “funner” mom when adequately caffeinated. How about you?)