One Day

Maybe over the next 18 years or so I'll have many more stops and reboots of this blog, but it was my (now 2 year old!) son that inspired me this time.  The other morning on the way to dropping him off at daycare he asked "one day playground?" as we drove past a tot lot.  And I had to answer "No, not today" to which he responded "Why?".  How do you explain to a 2 year old that we can't go to the playground because Mommy has to go to work?  And though at that moment I promised to make it up to him with multiple playground dates in the future, I realized that if I keep waiting for the "perfect" day to go to the playground we would never make it there.  So the next morning, we were (shockingly) running early, and we stopped and had an impromptu playground date, he in his shorts and tee shirt and me in my heels and dress.  But it made the rest of the day so much better!

What does this have to do with this blog?  I think I stopped writing because I was overwhelmed with all I had missed.  I had so many grand plans to document all of the big life moments, that when I missed one (or two or 181, Sarah's current favorite number) instead of just moving on and documenting the next, I kept convincing myself that I would eventually get back and do everything I missed.  And instead I just kept missing more events.  And it's not like this even takes that long.  I find time for facebook or pinterest or the occasional game on sporcle, so why not find 10 minutes to write down what is going on in my kids lives?  "One day", I tell myself, and that perfect day would never come.  And now I have a two year old and a daughter in pre-K and I'm quickly learning that live goes by far too quickly to wait for the perfect day.  The best kid moments are in the moment, and perhaps I will try to document those.

For example, Liam has learned a new set of words - nothing and no one.  It's funny and hard not to laugh when you get sass from someone who still doesn't know the proper way to use a fork, but the other day when picking him up from daycare, I asked him what he did that day.  Normally I get some response such as "play" or "goldfish" or "coloring" which can then be followed up with more questions.  Last Monday?  Liam, what did you do at Luptia's today?  Liam:  Nothing.  Me:  Who did you play with?  Liam:  No one.  And then I started to laugh and he started to laugh and just repeat it over and over again.  Sarah is a little reporter.  She's not even to the car before I get the full report of what happened in school, who went to the quiet corner and what they did, so it was even funnier that I was being stonewalled by the person who does not yet speak in complete sentences.

One short other story, more for me than anyone else.  I love love love hearing my children laugh.  While driving home this evening, not sure how it came up, but Sarah said "I'm going to eat a car".  And Liam thought it was hilarious!  But what impressed me is after laughing, he responded "I bite car", "I bite bus".  He not only "got" the joke, but continued it on his own.  Silly story I know, but those were the stories I've missed over the past year.  No, it's not our trip to Disney, or her third (or his second) birthday, or Christmas or Easter or snow, but it's our life, and I love it, and I want to document it and remember it.  Not one day, today.