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Monday, February 8, 2010

Like It's My Job.

The snow has been coming down since Sunday morning now and it's that pretty, sparkly snow that as it falls, it glistens. It's falling fast enough that the dirty, yucky snow from days past is covered up now and it all looks fresh and new, no specks of brown and black mush.

Just white. Pure white.

I admit I am most often a mom with a list. I wake up with expectations and plans of how a day is going to go whether it's playdates or errands or cleaning, the list goes on.

Today, I just didn't know. I had gone back and forth about bringing E back into the doctor but then she was symptom free of ear issues again this morning and that snow outside was begging to be stomped in and pushed around the yard.

So my littles played and waited for me to shower and get ready for the day. Making a mess wherever they went, my house shows it now like you wouldn't believe. And most days, I would not even be able to look past it, but today watching the big, shiny snowflakes fall, I did, because, you know, I want to live like it's my job to go outside and play.

I am pretty much a broken record here, I know. But those baskets of clean clothes and toys strewn about the living room, they'll still be here for years to come, but my littles, they won't be little for so long.

There will always be tasks to take care of and in some ways, that's my job, too. But today, so far at least, I'm getting my priorities straight.

Today, I'm living like playing in the snow is my job.
Maybe you should, too.


Blogger Beth said...

I like this post, I should look at the snow through the eyes of someone else instead of grumbling about it all the time!

February 8, 2010 at 2:47 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

You are so right on with this, I have been playing in the snow the last 2 weekends here in Virginia Beach, We never get snow and let me tell you I was like a kid waiting for Santa, When the snow came I was gone outside !! Acting like a kid catching the snow in my mouth, making a snowman, and just taking a long walk, I just love how peacefully quite it is when it snows..
Enjoy your day in the snow with the littles.

Love You all
Auntie Laurie

February 8, 2010 at 3:30 PM  
Blogger citymouse said...

This is one of those life lessons I still struggle with. I've gotten better, but then again, my littlest ones are 14 now. (Some things take longer to sink in than others.) It really is true that when the day is done and they are grown they will remember that you played with them and had fun... not that your laundry was done. Good for you!

February 8, 2010 at 5:49 PM  
Blogger amanda said...

proud of you friend - you plus snow plus kids plus camera? beautiful!!

February 8, 2010 at 7:20 PM  
Anonymous dadios said...

Now thats what I'm talken about Live Now in the Now...It's a great thing.

Enjoy time waits for no one..

Love to All

February 8, 2010 at 10:20 PM  
Anonymous Jes said...

I need to enjoy the snow more! I love your post!

February 9, 2010 at 3:21 PM  

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