June 2, 2006

My Favorite Part of the Day. . .

is the morning. I love waking up to my beautiful boys. I love sipping on my breve, sometimes solitary, sometimes with one, two, or three of my guys nuzzled around me. I love greeting each son as they enter into a new glorious day, usually in their naked splendor. I love that my children can wake up honoring their own rhythms. I love that they are anxious and excited to start a new day, outside immediately, or curled up on the couch for cartoons they enjoy. I love going outside with them in the morning, cool, but warm, on the porch, or in the backyard, talking, laughing, being.

is the afternoon. We get to play together. We get to dig for worms. We get to swim. We get to go to the park for long afternoons with friends. We get to read books, inside or out. We get to ride our bikes. We get to play in the hose, and in the mud, and in the sandbox; sometimes all at once. We get to be outside all day, if that's what we choose. We get to snuggle up and watch a movie in the middle of the afternoon, if that's what we choose. We get to live, love, laugh, learn together, everyday.

is the evening. As the boys grab a few more minutes of outdoor play, I start dinner. We welcome John home from his long and dirty day. We share food together, catching up on everyone's day. We laugh and giggle and make up rhymes and tell silly stories at the dinner table. We play outside with our children, kicking the soccer ball, playing catch, batting a ball. We watch interesting things on TV: The Most X-treme, Deadliest Catch, Little Buddha, Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, Jetix. We go to sleep by listening to our own bodies need for rest; and then we share our sleep together. As I lay my head on my pillow, a smile spreads across my face. It just happens. It just happens that way when there is gratitude in my heart for the goodness in my life.

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