
The girls have been sick these past couple of days and we've been home, home, home and more home (house arrest). Sometimes I find my self thinking about how I used to spent my days. All the hours hiking, getting to think in a store, having a clean house, going on roadtrips with just a backpack & journaling daily. It was a wonderful time.
I'm more challenged to keep my attitude in check now. To experience parenting first hand and be present, not in the past & not in the future. So this morning I started to re-think a bit, and anticipate the week, rather than dread it. Viola = a flood of ideas took the place of my stinking thinking... go get a 15 lb of clay & let the girls make things all day with it. It'll help them rest, while keeping them creative and happy.
Push out the junk and let the good stuff in. You can quote me on that:)

The Thunderbird is my neighbors & the toes are his daughters.