Tuesday, after having 4 extra kids at my house for a good part of the day, the house was a bit of a mess. Dillon was working late again, so besides the typical gourmet meals I normally cook (yah right:), we had eggs and toast. It’s always fun watching a big storm, but it was a special treat during dinner since it was a heavy rain from the flash flood warning. The kids went outside once the rain had died down and I started to clean up the dishes and took out some meat I had bought the day before to bag up and freeze, and honestly was looking forward a bit to bedtime for the kids so I could curl up on the couch reading Gone with the Wind. Life has been a bit wearing and stressful lately, but I was feeling content that evening, despite a few struggles lately–our own storms of life. (when it rains, it pours, right?)
C had been dashing up and down the stairs a bit “secretively” but I didn’t bother to ask why. He walked into the kitchen holding my winter coat, some socks, and my work-out sneakers. “Mom, do you want to come play with us?” I looked around the messy kitchen and at the chicken sitting on the counter. Those words don’t come as often as they used to from my 7 year old, and I knew I had to take the opportunity this time or I might regret it (because I’m not always good at saying yes). “The chicken can wait.” I thought to myself as I stashed it back into the fridge and told Carson how sweet he was for getting all my stuff ready to go outside. I put the coat on but told him I was ok in my flip-flops.
I went outside into the freshly cleaned world and suggested we take a walk. I find it easier to really “be” with my kids when we leave the house. Do you? I wasn’t going to grab my camera but I’m so glad I did. These poses were all their ideas.
The sky was still very cloudy and I thought there might be a great sunset. So we loaded up in the van and bought some churros on our way to the place I wanted to go. My boys saw the flags at Del Taco and recited the Pledge of Allegiance.
A beautiful evening together with my kids that might have been totally different at home and certainly not near as rewarding. And it all started with a storm.