Sunday, August 26, 2007

Sunday snuggles

It's been a hectic weekend. For that matter, it's been a hectic week! The kids started school Monday, and with it came all the accompanying, "Mom, I need this TOMORROW!" statements as soon as we were all in the car at the end of the day. In spite of nearly buying out Staples for school supplies, there is always something else needed that wasn't on the original list. Let's not talk about the TWO scientific graphing calculators needed NOW! Thank God for E-Bay!

Andy has Marching Band practice every morning from 7 to 8:30 so Katie drops me at work at 6:45 and they head over to the school. He marches, she sits in the car and naps or reads. After school, run errands and such. He had football games to play at on Thursday night and Friday night. It's been nuts!

This weekend they had homework, we all had chores, they saw their Dad, one thing after another. Katie had a movie with friends this afternoon, then study group, then a birthday party. Oy!

Tonight I picked her up and I guess we are both just really worn out. We were kind of snippy with each other, not for any particular reason except we were getting on each other's last nerve. I finally said ok, I'm done. I'm going to bed. Kissed and hugged them both, told them not to stay up too late, and crawled into bed. About 20 minutes later the Critter crawls in next to me.

"Mommy? You still awake?" Yeah, baby, I'm awake. What's up? "Nothing, just....I miss you. It seems like there's never time for us to talk anymore." We laid there for the next hour, talking about serious and silly subjects, while I rubbed her back and she burrowed her head under my chin. No mean feat considering she's 5'9" tall and I'm a measly 5'2".

It was nice. I miss these times. I know I'll miss them more as time goes on and she gets busier and more independent. I'll miss her much. But still. For now, it was really nice. Made my heart smile.

1 comment:

Middle Girl said...

I was going to say, whew! I don't miss one thing about those years...then I got to the end.

I was graced with my son's daily presence for his first 25 years. My daughter will be with me through her first 22, a grace in it's own right.

The quiet reflective moments, the silly to serious and back to silly conversations--priceless.