Too Cool for Tuesday

You may be cool, but are you Lucy in the garden rocking Daddy’s sunglasses and the cutest overalls ever cool?

I’m certainly not.

On a serious note, I understand now, in a way I never have before, exactly why weekends are so very precious. It’s really our only time as a family to all be together without worries and errands and chores and deadlines. I’m having to totally rethink how I approach my weekdays – how I plan, how I organize my time, and how I fit in all the little tasks that used to be no big deal.

I don’t want to do laundry on Saturdays. I want to go to the beach.

I don’t want to meal prep on Sundays. I want to take Lucy to the playground, or to her grandparents’ house.

Or, sometimes, I just want to sit and do nothing on a Sunday morning while Lucy plays with Graham, because he doesn’t have a lot of time during the week to sit with her in her world and be part of her make-believe.

Soon – sooner than I’d like and in the blink of an eye – she’s going to be thirteen and I’m going be old news. Then she’ll be eighteen and going off to college. Then she’ll be an adult, with a life of her own.

These toddler days are brief and special. I want as much time with her as I can get.

13 thoughts on “Too Cool for Tuesday

  1. I read every sentence in your penultimate paragraph with a pang in my heart. Having lived those blips in time, as the mother now of a 32-year-old and 24-year-old whose babyhood seems just yesterday, I know of which you already imagine…

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    • I mentioned in a previous reply, this passage of time – how quickly it goes – it’s sad and beautiful and magical all at once. It’s a challenge to hold it all. A wonderful challenge.

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    • Oh my gosh, I get that so much! I feel like yesterday and I had a baby, and today she’s a walking, talking toddler who wants cookies all the time and sings louder than me (which I love!).

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  2. It’s very apparent that you are wholeheartedly devoted to Lucy and the rest of your family’s happiness and well being. The love that you feel for her is ageless, and the moments you spend with her are priceless. Lucy’s only concept of time is ‘this very moment’ and you’re the grandmother that continually fills her heart with joy. Ultimately, that’s the only thing that will ever truly matter ✨💛💛✨

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