This day was truly delicious. I have laughed at the boys. Laughed with the boys. The boys have laughed at me, with me, and at one another. We've adjusted bikes and prepped a pumpkin for baking tomorrow. We've read and read and read. I've laughed myself silly over this incredibly addicting book I'm reading (and it's *gasp* fiction!) We came inside only to eat, and it was heavenly.
Zorak came home this afternoon as we were on our way to the park to meet friends. (The wind pushed them -?- and they made much better time than they'd anticipated. OK, this is like telling me you just did 110 on the Interstate and "made good time"... don't tell me these things! Don't tell me you flew the plane. Don't tell me it took half the time to get home as it did to get there. Don't tell me you did not stop for gas!! Do. Not. Share. This. With. Me. Thankyou.) So, anyway, being home and in one piece, he joined us. That was quite nice. (May I just point out here that a daddy playing patiently on the playground with a child, particularly the daddy of your child, is SUCH a sight for sore eyes! Ok, so back to the blogging...)
The park play area is huge and wonderful for children, but it's a visual-contact nightmare for parents. If your child is more than five feet from you, he is hidden. It was a community project park, and while it's definitely gorgeous, egads, people! Even the folks at Circle K (convenience stores) know not to put visual blocks in front of the people who need to see what's going on. SO. Between the three of us (Zorak, myself, and our friend), we were able to keep an eye on the three smallest ones and make occasional radio contact with the four oldest ones. They ran about like recently freed cave children. All the children there today were flying around at MACH3, having a blast, and managing not to incinerate themselves upon impact with upright piers. It was great!
Ahhh, and now, Zorak is home. Supper has been inhaled. Stories have been read. And I have a ton of laundry to get done. So I'm cutting it short.
As always, kiss those babies, but give those Daddies a little peck and a "thank you", too.
~Dy
6 comments:
I'm confused. What does it mean to prep a pumpkin for baking? I would think it would be better to open the can tomorrow. ;)
Glad Zorak made it back safely. Life is best when Daddy's home.
LOL Kathyjo! Open the can tomorrow! That's good stuff!
Dy- thanks for this post. I love my husband and am so thankful for him but lately there have been other things clouding my view. (I believe you know the story!) ;) I needed the reminder of how important he is and how I need to let him know that.
Enjoy your time with Zorak now that he's home safe and sound.
What a nice day. I ned to just hang out with you. I need a day to sit and read. I'll even bake your pumkin pie.
Glad, the man is home. I felt the same way when ZooDad descibed his helicopter ride over Bosnia. Too much inforamation.
We have tons of parks in town. They are either A) not shaded at all so we all sweat profusely or B) are like you described and I can't get to a child hanging for dear life quick enough because equipment is in the way. Or I can't see them because they are in the trees.
There is one park in town that is perfect. Sporadically placed trees so the sky is shaded but the ground doesn't serve as a hiding ground. Just enough equipment to keep the kids (even the smallest ones) busy if they are bored with exploring. Ahhhh sometimes in weather like this I sit out there alone and pretend it's my backyard. It's heaven. ;-)
It sounds like you had an awesome day!!! Umm your pet peeve is a little weird but that's OK, we all have them...LoL
I'm glad Zorak went with you guys! I love when daddy is there to help/play! There's one member of our playgroup that is male. Sometimes his wife comes but normally it's just him. I keep wondering what he's smoking and if I can have some for DH...rofl
HUGS!
I'm with Kathyjo. What a funny, funny gal!
Glad that Zorak is home, and that y'all had such a great day! (And I love it that you "get" why that's all so important). Missing Race terribly, here this week.
LOL!! I can relate to that. No, dear, I do not want to know that you were *almost* electrocuted by 100gazillion watts of power. In the future, please keep that information to yourself. ;-)
Sounds like a wonderful day!
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