This is the place where a distracted mother will muse.
Monday, July 23, 2012
At the risk of jinxing the whole thing, I have to say that I think that things are getting easier. I say that not because everyone is happy and cheerful and content... but because there are moments when none of those things are true, but still things feel good; things feel right.
We have our little routine and everyone has a good idea of what comes next. Maybe it's just a stage, but Benett especially needs to know what's coming next... he just needs me to give him the run-down of activities until bedtime. I feel like I can do that now, and yet be flexible.
This little glimmer makes me excited for the rest of our summer adventure... and ready for the changes that will come with the autumn season.