yesterday was pretty idyllic in our camp.
we kissed the husband off to work with smiles and cinnamon roll covered plates. the baby nursed and slept and nursed and slept all day without much crying or complaining in between. the toddler (who really seems more like a boy) was helpful during chores and put himself down for a nap when it was time. the mother cleaned and laundered and cooked with satisfaction and fulfillment in her step.
forts were built and pirate ships were sailed from the front room to shark infested waters while passing by friendly crocodiles. skateboard and scooter were ridden with wild abandon and "fighting gear" was donned as we crossed swamps and ate lunch. dishes and kitchen were cleaned as podcasts were heard and dishwasher hummed. sleeping baby was swaddled and rocked as a book was read and laughs were shared through texts and hashtags.
afternoon was filled with a visit to the farm where ducks were fed as ninjas scurried about honking at geese. tiny lambs were touched and tractors driven as giggles and squeals abundantly filled the sky. swords were drawn and towers were climbed, slides were slid and chases ensued all the while a baby cooed from the stroller.
then welcome homes, dinner on the table, a short scurry to find lost glasses, then a trip for diapers and treats before lights out and cuddled tv time.
from the outside it appears so simple and ordinary, but days like these are the most memorable for the extraordinary simplicity of a life so beautifully curated and maintained. it's not everyday housework is fulfilling or playtime so rewarding or children and parents so well behaved. it's not everyday where kisses are more prevalent than quarrels or smiles outweigh the tears or happiness triumphs the hard.
but occasionally, the days do come. so we will enjoy them and embrace them and remember them fondly with words and photos and lingering feelings of gratitude.