Rockin’ Commando and Other Stuff

This scene replayed itself three times this morning, two times this evening, and then again in the driveway while we were talking with Miss Nancy.   (Although in the driveway she removed her pants, instead of her diaper.  Girlfriend has her limits.) Miss Nancy watched Meadow tug at her pants, very slowly, pull them down to her ankles, and then look over at us with a glimmer in her eye and a smile on her face. 

Miss Nancy couldn’t keep it in either.  She laughed. 

Meadow’s a smart girl.  She’ realizes that her Mama is as trained as Pavlov’s dogs and if she wants to elicit a smile out of her–off with the diaper.

(Note to self:  Work on game face.)

In other news. . .

Tomorrow (today, really) is a BIG day:  it’s the LAST day of school.  I can’t be certain, but I’m thinking that I am more excited about this now than I ever was when I was a kid.  We are so ready for a change of pace and more than anything we are ready to see our little guys face around here a little bit more.

Charlie has been a trooper this year.  Day after day and week after week he has risen for school before most people (and the sun) are even considering getting up.  Not once have I heard him complain about it, but let’s face it, a 5 a.m. wake up is not meant for a 7-year old.  Next year should look very different for us all and I’m pumped about many upcoming changes for our family. 

Until that time comes, we are going to soak up all the goodness that summer has to offer. At the top of the list? Us, together. . . 

As much as I’d like to say that this is the scene at our house every evening–I just can’t.  In fact, our table has been set for dinner and untouched for three days in a row.  This is a busy time of year and the number of minuets seem far too small for the number of things that need to get done.  Like most families, we are tag teaming and attempting a balancing act that never seems to fully come together. 

I don’t like living this way.  I long to slow down and and linger over dinner, or take long evening walks, or let bedtime routines spread beyond a quick story, a hug and a kiss and a good night.  I want that–I’m just not sure how to make it happen right now.  I think that is why when we do have a few moments of togetherness, I bask in it. 

I love to stand back and watch and savor these moments that I know will pass by so quickly.  I like to laugh at our normal moments, and breathe in the freshness of life through the eyes of little ones. 

Even if in the moment I forget it, I know that the days are limited when our three kids think parking the mower is the most exciting thing in the world.

So I approach this summer with much anticipation about the things to come.  We won’t likely take any big fancy vacations or have any adventures worthy of the front page of the paper.  However, my hope is that we will make simple little memories that we can each carry with us in our own unique way. 

I’m not really asking for much. . .

. . . just that we are together. . .

And if it’s not too much to ask. . .

. . . that Meadow wear a diaper. 

Happy Weekend!