Thursday, July 8, 2010

Another Day

It' s eight nineteen at night. Owen has just gone home. There are clusters of toys and blocks and pans spread out everywhere. There is a load of laundry in the dryer, a load in the washer. There are at least two dozen diapers to wash.
And already my arms feel empty. They are tired, but they are empty. But that's okay. I can use them now to fix the supper (leftovers!) to finish the laundry, to clean up the toys and blocks.
It was a good day. We got in the pool, we took a bath (water therapy), we fed the chickens, we walked the yard, we rocked on the porch, we had a nap, we ate yogurt and bananas and potatoes and carrots and venison. We kissed the dolly. We played peek-a-boo. He walked to me and to Kathleen who came over for a quick porch visit. His Pop-Pop got him down for a very short sleep with a bottle while Kathleen and I talked on the porch.
Another day filled with life. And I will sleep well tonight.
I hope he does too because I know his mama is tired. Thank god she is young. Thank god I am not too old.


  1. Sounds like a perfect day.
    Rest easy.
    Owen and Lily too I hope.
    And of course Kathleen.
    Night night.

  2. It does sound as if you had a great day--and one filled with memories made.

  3. takes me back to my days as a stay at home mom..and one day hope to be a stay at home grandma like you :)

  4. I completely see the allure of grandmotherhood


  5. a day in paradise:-)

    i want some of that dinner..leftover dinners are the best..!

  6. Bethany- Thank you.

    Syd- Yes.

    Maggie May- As I was saying "See the chicken?" for about the hundredth time I was remembering those days when the only adult I spoke with was the check-out lady at the grocery.

    Michelle- You just wait.

    Danielle- It was an interesting meal and I enjoyed it.

  7. Sounded like a beautiful day. I am so glad. I loves ya.


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