Summer Theme

Before school let out, I wanted to think of a summer theme for myself. I didn't want the summer to pass only to have me look back and wonder what we did. To be honest, I didn't want it to matter what we were doing, I wanted my theme to be the same. I came up with "enjoy my kids" and "no regrets". My kids are at great ages. Old enough that we can get out and do fun things, but young enough that they still really want me involved in their fun. Even if it's just watching them jump on the tramp, they like when I am near. Even if it's not super convenient for me, I am enjoying this. I know this will not always be the case. 

My "no regrets" can be lumped into categories. 

Technology. I don't always want to be on my phone. Sometimes I can hear it beeping at me, but we are snuggling together, or looking at something cool. I have to fight my urge to immediately leave my kids and go to the phone. "Leave it alone- no regrets". I don't want my kids to remember my face with a pink phone case in front of it.  

Lessons to be learned. I have to remember my kids are that - kids. Sometimes I feel like I maxed out the words one person should say a day by 10 am. But when we are driving and I see a beautiful sunset, even though I don't want to speak another word, I don't want to have any regrets. So I take a breaths and talk about how much our Heavenly Father must love us to send us such beautiful sunsets. Or flowers on a tree. Or  the green grass with wheat bales.  

Patience. Sigh. I need to give myself pep talks with this one. I don't want to lose my temper only to regret it three seconds later.  No regrets, no regrets. 

Last Thursday night, we has unusually cool weather (64 degrees-what?!). The kids jumped on the tramp all night. They begged me to come sit outside and watch them. The dishes weren't done, the laundry wasn't folded (is it ever all done?! I think not) but I left it all and went outside to watch them. When Dave came home he joined me. We sat on the porch swing watching our kids. Before we know it, that tramp will sit empty, I won't have 3,375 pairs of little undies to fold because Austin keeps peeing in his, but I will miss this age. Which is why I am trying my very best to really, really enjoy my kids. And what's not to enjoy watching these kids play a little game of trampoline tag? The dishes can wait. Because time will not.