The days and weeks are filling up fast. I started working on our Halloween costumes over the weekend. I’m worried I won’t have time over the next two weeks. I have a dentist appointment tomorrow. Our new mattress will be delivered on Wednesday. I need to shuffle furniture around before it arrives. P’s Godfather lands on Thursday and the weekend will be packed with activities with him. Halloween week is always chaos.
With all this big stuff I’m forgetting to write down the little things P does. For example, last week our after school snack was a caprese salad. I’m so proud of her and I feel it’s a win for me. I love it when she easts healthy and “internationally”. I dream of eating lunch in a piazza after visiting the Uffizi in Florence. D, me and our kids getting cultured. To be honest, I introduce P to different foods because I want the liberty of traveling with her everywhere. My parents did the same with me and I thanked them for it…..when I was in my 20’s.
P is starting to pick out more of her outfits and accessories. I’m very impressed with her choices. I’m getting a glimpse of a sense of style within her. This may be my proudest moment yet.
School opened our horizons to new friends and families. I’m feeling very at home with the other moms I’ve met. It’s a big relief to find other parents with the same sense of diet, discipline and standards for our kids. Play dates are easier when the same expectations are held by all the families involved. So far all the kids are kind and when they are not, because they don’t know better, the parents have been on top of the situation to guide them towards better behavior. I’m impressed with the sense of community and social responsibility.
Our ride home from school on Friday was full of laughs. I cracked one window open, which led to all four windows plus the sunroof all rolled down. I looked in the rear view mirror and saw P with a look of happiness much like that of a dog with his head out the window. We laughed, cheered and screamed all the way home. Who knew a rolled down window could produce such happiness?
These are the details that make life great.
