You know how it is.
You walk into the store for one thing. ONE THING! Well, two counting the chocolate bar you plan to snag off the rack while standing in the check out isle.
Am I the only one who unsuccessfully tries to look inconspicuous when they do that? I can't seem to help myself. Especially if it's only 9:00 in the morning. It's like I don't want the all the other people standing in line (who I'll never ever see again) to know it's not the first chocolate I've had that morning.
As if they would know.
Must be the guilty conscience.
But I digress.
So you go to the store for one thing! Next thing you know you're walking out with ten items you hadn't planned on getting and forget the one thing you went to buy in the first place!
So been there, so done that.
In this case it was a large box of sidewalk chalk this last Saturday afternoon that distracted me from the reason I had gone to the store in the first place.
It was beautiful, just sitting there calling my name, demanding me to acknowledge that spring is coming. And yet, I hesitated. I've lived out here in the west long enough to see SNOW IN FRIGGIN' JUNE!
*clearing throat* Said in the most ladylike manner of course.
And so yes, I hesitated. My hand hovered over the box handle that was just begging to be grabbed. We stared at each other for what must have been at least four minutes. Even I will admit it was awkward.
Then, I caved. I hurriedly snatched the box, tossed it into the cart, and took off speed walking down the rest of the isle and avoided making eye contact with all the fancy bubble blowers before they took it as an invitation to jump into my cart too.
Then yesterday after church, Alayna begged me to let her play with the chalk. It was windy, and still pretty dang chilly, but the sun was shining and demanding to be noticed.
So out we went.
Oh my... I just LOVE these ridiculously adorable monster monkeys!! Ahhhhhhh...... so cute!! Love 'em!
Except at 2:00 am.
But other than that, I love 'em!
I adore watching my kids play. As difficult as motherhood is, and despite the fact that but the end of the day there's a good chance I'll be a bit singed around the edges, perhaps even some smoke coming out my ears. But I sure do love watching these guys play together.
They make me happy.
And maybe I was just in a good mood from watching, "The Sound of Music". *sigh* They just don't make good movies like that anymore.
I was having the strangest urge to break out into song and dance.
Thankfully Savannah distracted me before I could totally embarrass myself by doing those very things outside in the driveway instead of in the safety of the kitchen while making dinner.
What? I'm not ashamed.
Naturally Savannah made a hopscotch game.
And this was her motto.
Probably because she made a 38-hop long game. I'm pretty sure I pulled something while I was attempting to completed the weird maze of oddly-shaped hopscotch... not squares. Hopscotch spaces... areas?
Oh whatever, you know what I mean.
All in all, it was a pretty good Sunday afternoon.
Come on spring, don't let me down!