A Silly Sunday Picture

FREEDOM!

Y’all, Lucy did this by herself. I prepped lunch, turned around, and saw a little Braveheart baby playing her pipes.

(She also colored the couch blue, because it’s pretty. Did you know it’s really hard to get blue chalk out of a white couch? Because I didn’t. I sure do now.)

Anyway, it’s fascinating. We have never watched Braveheart, and I don’t know how she got the idea. I suspect those Scottish roots just run deep.

It’s been another busy week, so this is all I’ve had time to write, but I wanted to share it even though it’s not much. We could all use some silliness these days, I think. I’ll try to write something more in this next week, both to post here and because I get grouchy when I don’t have time to write. Just ask Graham. 😉

Wishing all of you a good week ahead, and happy creating!

When She Grows Up

I don’t know what Lucy will choose to be when she grows up. I am still figuring it out for myself, after all. And whatever she chooses, I’ll support her. But watching her last night, I think I might have a pretty good idea.

Yes, my friends, I think we have a musician in the house. Well, another one. And I bet she’ll surpass all of us for skill and talent.

Oh, my heart. Oh, this magical, brilliant little girl. It’s so fascinating, watching Lucy figure out the world. I wonder what we’ll discover tomorrow.

Pink Moon Lucy Blue (A Poem)

Watching your little girl play so carefree,
you think one day
I hope I can be
just like that.
But once upon a time you
were already a child too,
twirling and dancing under a twilight sky,
reaching for a mother’s steady hand
and knowing it would be there.
It hits you right where you stand:
Your time hasn’t gone.
It’s just moved on,
come full circle like the bright pink moon.
And like the moon,
it will turn again soon.
The well will never run dry
of daughters made mothers,
of mothers and daughters and the love they share,
heavy as a whole heart and light as air.

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.

Lucy in the Snow

I think it’s safe to say – and also absolutely delightful – that Lucy has inherited my love of winter and snow.

We didn’t get quite the snowfall that we anticipated, which is honestly sort of a relief, but we got enough that Lucy could go out and play. And she loved it.

She did NOT want to come in. But sometimes we have to do things we don’t want to do so that we don’t freeze our tiny, adorable fingers off, am I right?

It’s still cold here, but the snow’s all melted and I don’t expect we’ll see more this season, so I’m happy Lucy got to experience it this year. Now, as far as I’m concerned, onward to spring and brighter days ahead!

A Little Monday Music

Y’all, my heart.

I love seeing Lucy play music with her GrandDonnie.

With everything going on, moments like this, they’re just so sweet and wonderful to share. And I think it’s safe to say, this kid will definitely be a musician. It’s going to be so fun helping her find her instrument and watching her learn. 😊

Lucy Is Not Impressed

We took Lucy to see Santa over the weekend, and well…

She wasn’t scared or anything, but just look at that face!

Bored. So bored. Just utterly unimpressed.

For comparison, this is how she looks at Merlin:

I mean, everyone should find someone who looks at them the way Lucy looks at Merlin.

And the funniest thing about it is, she’s obsessed with all things Christmas and Santa right now. I think maybe it just didn’t click that there was the big guy. But I bet it will next year!