One night last week (Why does it seem all of my blog posts are starting that way lately?) Hubby was at school, and it was just me and the kids. We'd had a nice supper, and were just relaxing. Will says "Momma? Can we go to the dinosaur park? Please?"
Normally, I'd say no. Not on a weeknight. The dinosaur park is only up the street, but most nights I'm already spent by the time I get home. And seriously, there's clean-up to get done: the floors haven't seen a vacuum in over a week.
But I didn't say any of that. I took a look at the kids' wide eyes and hopeful faces. And I said Yes. Yes, let's go to the park.
At first I didn't think that they'd heard me correctly. But the chorus of "Yea!" after that meant a lot. I insisted that we had to take the double stroller, as I'm having some trouble with my leg and couldn't chase Sean like usual. Both kids wholeheartedly agreed and waited patiently in the driveway while I wrestled the "Sit n Stand" from my car. Lots of happy chatter on the way there, and upon releasing them they both raced for the slides. It was a gorgeously cool night, and the boys played for about half an hour, giddy over the fact that they were at the park on a weeknight. They slept like rocks that night and were in good spirits before bed too.
Summer is fleeting. This time next month, Will's going to be in school full-time, Sean will still be in daycare all day and it'll be getting dark after dinner. I was glad that I stuffed down the "We can'ts" for a night and just get out there and enjoy the summer that's left.
After all, we all know that the house will still be dirty tomorrow.
2 comments:
The "we can'ts" are so easy! I love it when I surprise myself with doing things I wouldn't normally say yes to. Glad you all had fun at the park.
Love this, absolutely love it. You are so right.
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