Rush and Tate have discovered the magic of time alone with their grandparents. A vacation from the constraints of early bedtimes and boring nutritional meals, unlimited Disney Channel, probably a box of Nerds dumped into a 20 oz coke right before it’s time to reunite with their parents. Needless to say, Holly and I had some quiet, quality one-on-one time last week.
For our first day together, Holly napped for hours at a time. It was maybe her first time to ever have peace and quiet. I finally pieced together the quilt I’ve been thinking about for years. Ten years of Trent and my old blue jeans have been gradually building up in a Rubbermaid box in the closet, and they were paired with a flour sack to make part one of what will hopefully be the heaviest quilt ever.
Then came Day 2, when I remembered that I thrive with too much to do, rather than with too much free time.
The day went like this: Discount Tire (see Holly’s expression above for a summary), clean up various things around the house, make a holly headband for Holly…play Candy Crush, lay on the floor, zone out, and wait for Trent to come home.
All three kids are back and today I made a baguette from scratch before lunch. Back to being busy enough to actually get some things done.
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