Playtime

I have an urge to dance

March 16, 2009 By Danielle 6 Comments

I want to skip. I want to sing. I want to dance and jump and yell. I LOVE WARMER weather – especially after what has seemed like an interminable Winter.

It is near 70 today. I could back flip. I’d probably hurt myself, but you get my drift, right?

And just look what I found:

tulipbud

This, my friends, is the the beginning of a tulip – the flower that symbolizes rejuvenation and rebirth for me. It is exactly what I need to see this time of year. I planted the bulbs last Fall – I do not possess what some might call a ‘green thumb’, so I actually didn’t believe they would begin to surface – BUT THEY ARE! And it isn’t only one as I feared – there are multiples!

So, what, you ask, am I doing inside on such a gorgeous day? Waiting for the small people to wake up – ohhhh there they are!

Later – I’m heading outside to play!

Filed Under: A little bit of Everyday, A little piece of Heaven Tagged With: Playtime, Spring, Tulips, warm weather

Turning a corner?

January 15, 2009 By Danielle 1 Comment

It is -15 wind chill today.

So…rather than subjecting myself or the kiddos to ANY portion of that ridiculous temperature, I opted for an inside day.

Now…’inside days’ have been especially challenging lately as the small people tend to get bored VERY quickly and no amount of destruction can typically keep them satisfied. But, today was different.

On an average day, I can expect at least 5 “Damey hit me’s” or “Damey pushed me’s”, a half dozen “Coopy won’t share’s” or “get off me’s”, punctuated by frequent yelling, tugging, throwing and the like. However, today was strangely peaceful.

Is it possible? Could the small people be turning a corner? They have played trains, house, Care Bears and Barbies, pretended to be a clean up crew, created a ‘cushion pool’ out of my couch cushions, practiced writing, dressed up with all kids of hats and all-together, enjoyed each other’s company.

Wait a minute…is this heaven? Oh….nope….one of the small people is crying (Daddy’s taking care of it) She’s hurt, but ok. It is her brother’s fault, or so she explains between hiccups.

At least I know we are still normal. And, for the most part, they like each other.

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