Here's a recap of my Tuesday as it was lived out on this day in 2011. Just cause. This is the only journal I keep for my kids - or for me for that matter - and some day I might want to know what I did on Tuesday, May 10, 2011.
I vaguely recall the pitter patter of little feet walking toward me as I am pulled from dreamland. Then a sweet and adorable "hi" wakes me fully. The voice: Samuel. The time: 4:30 a.m. After a bit of convincing that it is not yet morning, I return Samuel to bed and seek to find dreamland again.
Yesterday my sister-in-law sent me a website/article about maximizing your mornings. The basic premise is that you can get an incredible amount of things accomplished by getting up before your family in the morning. So today I got up at 6:33 a.m. and spent a glorious 45 minutes reading and praying and preparing for my day. I loved every minute of it. Thank you Jesus for helping me get out of bed, because you know I am a night owl and I love my bed. We'll see what tomorrow brings. I wish the article was titled, "Maximize one morning."
The morning hours were filled with a greater-than-average number of tears by both children and a confused mom as to what might be causing the tears. Getting out the door to the park for a mom's group play date was a tall task, but we achieved success and arrived just 6 minutes past the desired time. Once we arrived at the park I quickly realized that in the midst of convincing Samuel that he did, indeed, want to go to the park because he LOVES the park, I forgot shoes for Lauren. Welcome to bare feet Lauren. Playing. Swinging. Sun. Picnic lunch.
Upon returning home we were greeted by three men with large, orange hoses cleaning the carpet on our porch. We have a cat. Enough said. Samuel was infatuated by these men whom we called "carpet cleaners" and by their many machines. House was total chaos and incredibly loud.
Backyard was quiet, peaceful, and breezy. My friend stopped by to visit and drop off some clothes for Lauren. She pushed my children in their swings while wearing 3-inch heels that sunk into the mud due to a lack of grass in our backyard. Bless her. Lemonade and pretzels and running around the yard filled our time until the cleaners were gone and nap time was upon us.
S and L slept beautifully and we woke them both up at 3:45 and 4:00. Love longs naps and well-rested kids. My 'nap time' was filled with dishes, e-mail, and lots of phone conversations about a new part-time freelance writing job I'll be starting soon.
More playing, swinging, sliding, and walking. It was a hot day and a bucket of ice cubes was just the distraction my little people needed. Frozen water provided nearly an hour of entertainment. Go figure. Tortellini was on the agenda for dinner which Ryan made while I stayed outside with the kids. The upside to unemployment: one spouse cooks, the other plays. Eat, bath and I headed out the door for my small group.
Six ladies, a patio overlooking the University of Minnesota and lots of ice cream on this sticky evening made for a delightful way to end this Tuesday. We filled our time with light conversation about such topics as sin, forgiveness and marriage conflict. Tornado warnings drove us from the patio to an inside table, but conversation didn't miss a beat (unless, of course, you count the many calls and texts from family members updating us about the impending storm).
Home at 9:25 p.m. to find a sleeping son, daughter and husband. Quiet house. Time to do my favorite things: read and blog.
Highlights of 5.10.11 include: the 4:30 a.m. visit from my little man because he is so darn sweet, hearing Lauren sing "Praise ye the Lord, hallelujah" while swinging, my husband informing me that he has an interview next week and enjoying my first chocolate banana malt of the season.