This has become a catch phrase in our family, a line we use a lot, and it helps to ground us when we get too caught up in whatever it’s not about.
It began with the requisite ceremonial awakening and bestowing of gifts. I love the school-made gifts. I’ve collected quite a few over the years:
clockwise from top: last year's still life by my girl, the boy's puzzle frame circa 2006, heartbreakingly goofy framed photo of my boy in 2005, group project potted flower children, and a portrait of me done by my girl, featuring a photo of the artist at work
This year’s crop was the best yet. My girl, in second grade, still employs the crafty approach, and her creative spelling made the sentiments that much more endearing:
If you ever receive a card from someone in my family, the back will say: "You Rock"
In fourth grade, more finesse is required. My boy’s project was less craft, more composition.
Gym? check.The overcast sky did not dampen my enthusiasm for the next leg of our quest toward mommypaloooza. The beach beckoned. My stipulations were that my husband drive (and park), and that we'd first grab a bite at our favorite oceanfront eatery. I'd had my eye on one of these:
Have you ever seen anything more appealing? mmmmm. That's cranberry juice in there next to the champers. Lovely!
They tore it up out there
And when they had something to report or exclaim, each one sought out the other
before heading out for more
And that, my friends, is what it's all about.