We had Calvin’s family birthday party today. He turns 4 on Wednesday! Seems like just yesterday we were in the hospital admiring his scrunched up little face just after he was born. The kids had a blast playing outside in the sun and warmer temps with the cousins and the adults had a good time visiting as lately we haven’t seen much of our families just because we’re all busy with different schedules.
Which brings me to some thoughts: I dislike being so busy on weekends that we can’t schedule activities that really matter to us. Nate and I have been talking lately and we are starting to decline some invitations and for the summer and making sure we’re home enough to enjoy this time with the kids and each other. Last year we kept telling they kids we’d have a camp-out in the backyard and we never did it because we were just too busy. It’s the little stuff like that that really bugs me and I don’t want the business to get in the way of the fun times in life. I’m way to guilty of doing this. So many times during the day I’ll be doing housework and the kids ask me to play or read a book with them and I’ll tell them to wait, I’m busy. Busy with what???? So busy that I can’t take 10 min. to read a book with my son or play Barbies with my daughters? So I think that next week I’ll try harder to be more flexible and take a dose of my own medicine!