As I write this post, my house is silent...at 3:06 in the afternoon - oh boy I'm in for it tonight, but ahhh this silence.
I let my 3 "big" kids take a nap downstairs. Last time we did this, it failed miserably. They wrestled and fought, messed around and giggled - and though it was super cute (well, at least in the beginning) they were tired little monsters by the end of the day.
But today, they slept. There was one gigantic, or as we say, ginormous difference between this time and last time. I joined them.
My kids wanted me to join them. They wanted me to be a part of their little sleep party. And today, after quite the late night last night getting my husband ready for a quick work trip, I was happy to oblige. Last time though, not so much.
And I find that I am "too busy" a lot. I'm too busy cleaning the house (although you wouldn't know by the way the house looks) or I'm too busy doing laundry (although with the height of which Mt. St. Laundry is, I think we should just cross that one right off the excuse list) or I'm too busy doing my stuff - like this here darned blog, or (here my hand goes to hide my face in shame) Facebook.
As much as I love getting to have adult interaction on Facebook and meet really great people on the Blog and minister to other moms - none of you mean as much to me as my kids...yet I find myself using these things as excuses as to why I can't get on the floor and join them.
But I know at some point, in the not too distant future, they will not be so eager to have me join them in all their happenings. It's just a part of life. And when that time comes, I don't want to look back to right now and wish I had spent more time having sleep parties, or tea parties or anything in between.
Oh boy, they all just woke up...on to the rest of our busy day!
Have you played with your kids lately - or have you been too busy?