A Sunday in the Life
Sundays have finally become the easy, unplanned family days you sorta hope for when you start having babies. It only took us seven years. We are free of the (double!) stroller and the diaper bag (suitcase filled with everything plus anvils). We have breakfast together and no one has to help anyone else eat. We each take care of our own bodily functions, too. Score!
We leave the house in the morning – not too early, not too late. We have one scheduled activity, then we are free the rest of the day. Since we’re already out, we stay out, meandering where the whim (and concentrated negotiation) takes the four of us.
This past Sunday, I decided to let the unusual moments knock on my door and I would take their pictures before letting them in. I didn’t seek them out. They came to me. As someone who’s used to taking charge and making things happen, standing back and letting things happen on their own is quite unfamiliar (and a bit of a relief). Seeing my day – and the world around me – from the passenger seat was utterly unexpected and enormous amounts of fun. It was Easy like Sunday Morning. I recommend it highly.
So, what did I do this weekend?
Keep your eyes open and you might see some unexpected scenes pass by, as well.
Is it the weekend, yet?