Most weeknight evenings in our house go like this:
Rush out of work
Rush to daycare
Rush everyone into van
Rush everyone out of van
Rush to potty and to wash all hands
Rush to get dinner done
(Andy rushes home)
Rush Stella with some piano practice
See a pattern? It’s not really that bad, but sometimes feels like it.
Always rushing to get the next item in the evening routine
completed and checked off of the list.
But not last night. Last night my husband had pick-up duty.
(And for anyone doing regular daycare pick-up,
you know how AWESOME this is.)
So I made dinner slowly and ALONE.
No baby at my heels or screaming at the base of his high chair.
No girls bickering during the witching hour.
I threw it in the oven to keep warm.
Then I went out and started raking leaves.
And they joined me once home.
And for 30 minutes, we just played.
And got dirty.
And finger-swiped WAY too many items from the baby’s mouth.
And fulfilled Stella’s wishes of having outdoor Halloween decor.
While also fulfilling daddy’s need to get the leaves up before the rain.
(Thank you pumpkin leaf bags!)
It was a great MOMent…
(Yes, mummy tattoo on forehead. Thanks daycare.)
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