My children are mainly outdoor children, even more so now that we have a swing set, sandbox, trees and a “secret” hiding place. They get up in the morning, watch a show or two on PBS while Mommy adjusts to the land of the living; they eat, and go outside. Often they take their meals out on the picnic table and as the sun starts going down, they shower and go to bed.
We all agree that this is a good way to spend the day. It is however, not without fault. Extreme outdoorsyness can lead to increased stamina, becoming accustomed to wide open spaces and an apparent volume control malfunction. It can also lead to acceptable restroom facility memory loss, but I’ll save that exciting story for another day. *Hint, it involves law enforcement officers, several of them.
Today was cold and rainy. My children stuck inside is reminiscent to a chipmunk trapped in a living room. The sheer amount of energy enclosed in such a small space has damage and chaos written all over it. Add to the mix Mr. Fixit trying to sleep in preparation for his weekly trip to Boston, and this mommy is feeling some anxiety.
Mr. Fixit offered to let me go grocery shopping alone when he gets back, but honestly, I’m thinking a trip to Hobby Lobby has been earned.
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