Yesterday morning while eating breakfast S looked up over her bowl of kasha and said, “Mama, can we go to the park? The big kids park with the swing?” I thought it will be cold, I need to do this and that and the other thing and then I replied, “Sure why not!?” It felt so good to be out even if it was really windy and a storm was rolling in.
Once I even sat on the swing. I had forgotten what a joy it is to swing. For two minutes I felt eight years old again. The girls both laughed with glee at seeing their mama on swing. Once their little noses and fingers were to cold to bear, we headed for home and just in time as the rain began to fall not 30 minutes after we got home. It rained the entire afternoon making it a homemade popcorn snack kind of afternoon.