Amy and I set out for the city this morning. Unbelievably unlike our usual photo shoots, we were early and prepared. We are getting pretty excited and have some big ideas for next month's Urban Homesteading. I just wonder if I can pull it all off.
Here is a sneak peek for next month's photo:
|Me and Amy, with one of our photographers. photo by Tallulah|
We are still in Hiking and Backpacking month, and as such, we are planning another camping trip. This time we will be car camping at Mt. Rainier, and of course, we will add in a hike. I'll have the kids with me, so hopefully they won't complain too much about the hike.
Speaking of kids complaining. Speaking of kids in general, my kids are back. They were away, on the East Coast, for three and a half weeks. Yes, I had over three weeks where I could slow walk to my hearts content. I could pick whatever god damn movie I wanted and nobody insulted me or hit me because of my choice. It was a great time. I blogged at leisure, and nobody stood over me griping about how unfair my computer time is.
|Chalk rendition of my love for my children.|
But then again, there weren't those cute little faces smiling up at me, like only your child does. That look that says so much; I trust you, I love you, you're beautiful, you're my Mom. There weren't those cute, chubby arms wrapped around my neck. There wasn't another set of eyes watching Project Runway with me. Laughing.
It's tough. You love them so much. But they also drive you crazy like no one else.
Yesterday was the first morning we were all together again, just us. Tallulah whined at me for the first full hour of the day. Something about the fact that I didn't want to walk her to the bathroom. She is 6. She can walk herself to the bathroom, sorry, I was sleeping. S-l-e-e-ping. Was sleeping.
I got up. The whining continued. The fighting of siblings commenced. At one point, Lily said to me, "Mama, Tallulah is whining like this....." and she demonstrated to a T the sound of her little sister's most annoying sounds.
"Lily, I heard her! I do NOT need a reenactment!" I shouted from my chair in front of the computer.
Seriously. I was just trying to blog. I wanted to get my "Backpacking Chronicles: 3" post up before I forgot what happened. Let me tell you, creativity is hard to come by in those circumstances.
But that is what we parents do, we're not saints, just parents. We do it as best as we can. And we hopefully remember to cherish those moments when we share a look with our child. You know the one. No words can describe it, but it goes on and on, and fills your heart so you can make it through all the crap.