Happy Memorial Day everyone!
I hope your holiday weekends have been full of sun and hot dogs and fun.
We’ve been having a decidedly low key weekend. R has been working, and we literally did not leave the house Saturday or Sunday. Mostly, because as I’ve mentioned on here before, I am a big old chicken when it comes to solo outings with both kiddos. And I become even more of a chicken when it’s a holiday weekend, and I know everywhere we could go would be crazy crowded.
So instead we’ve hung out here, watched a bunch of movies, and I’ve attempted to get some of my freelance work done (as well as any attempt at anything remotely productive goes when there’s a 2-year-old in the house). We’ve also gone on lots of walks around the neighborhood and spent a lot of time in the backyard and on the front porch. Ryland even got a little painting in, which she clearly enjoyed.
This morning though, I reached that point of “if I stay in this house for one more minute with these children I am going to totally lose it.” And so after about an hour of getting the kids ready and diaper bag packing (Seriously, why does this process always take so long? I should have it down to an exact science by now!), out we went!
I briefly considered heading to a splash pad, but then started thinking about logistics (that’s always how I talk myself of outings, those darn logistics, and my stupid over-analytical, detail-oriented brain). I also very briefly thought about the pool we joined (which just opened this weekend!), but then quickly talked myself out of that with thoughts of Ryland cannon-balling into the pool and me having to jump in to save her with Bobby strapped to my chest.
So finally, I debated between my two easy places (the spots I feel pretty comfortable going with both kids solo), either the Children’s Museum or a nearby park/playground we love. Since the weather was nice, playground it was (and if the preceding two paragraphs make you realize for the first time that I’m a crazy person, clearly we have never met).
While we were at the playground, I did make a few observations:
Okay well, those are super random, but such is the nature of the thoughts that flash through your head when you’re pushing your child on a swing for 20 minutes.
I’m off to go finish a Magnolia Table cookbook pie (will post about it later) that I’m bringing to my parents for Memorial Day celebrations after naptime. I hope you all get to eat some yummy food, play in the sun, eat a big old hunk of watermelon, and spend some time with the ones you love today!