Last Sunday afternoon, after church, I was going to start a new yoga class, when my 7-year-old daughter told me that I already take art class & that doing yoga too will be too much. Nice. My response was that my "art class" is technically a class in the InDesign program for graphic designers, which actually has to do with my career at a marketing firm. "Yoga is going to help Mommy de-stress & get in shape," I said. Little K didn't care.
"I didn't get to spend enough time with you this weekend," she said.
Did you hear that? It was my heart string being yanked.
So I skipped yoga to stay home with Little K while she's still young enough to want me around. We painted a spring-themed banner in butcher paper just like we did when she only went to nursery school 3 days a week & I didn't work like a mad woman. Little K got the cushions from our patio furniture & placed them on the ground so we could comfortably kneel down during our art session. Once completed, we hung up the banner on the gate that crosses our driveway. It's a mix of white trash & a proud mom.
We went swimming... In the hot tub because the pool was freezing (despite being in the 80s in Houston) & my husband has thus far refused to get a pool heater. Please Remind me later today to call our pool company for a price quote. :-)
We ate dinner & talked a lot but giggled more. I was thankful that our pastor reminded our congregation that Sunday is for rest (why is that so hard to do?) and then Little K chimed in for a heart-felt reminder too. I checked just one email & decided everything else would wait until Monday & you know, it did. In exchange, I had a wonderful day with my family & didn't spend a dime. Amazing.
So Little K asked yesterday what our plans are for this weekend.
"Well, you have G's birthday party at the Aquarium on Saturday & then cousin C is coming over that evening to play with you & the babysitter while Daddy & I go to the church's dinner & dance," I said. It was already a full Saturday.
"And what are we doing on Sunday?" she asked.
"Going to church," I replied calmly, waiting for her next response.
"And then?" she inquired.
"Nothing, baby. We have no plans except to be with our family: you, me & Daddy."
As I looked in my rear view mirror, I could see Little K beaming with delight as she stared out the passenger window of my dirty Explorer.
"Good," she said.
I couldn't have planned it better.
Until the next nap time...
