This past weekend we had three adults and three children spend Saturday night at our house. It was a loud, fun, crazy time and everyone really enjoyed it. After the dust settled on Sunday, and everyone left for the day, I took Zoe to get some lunch from Wendy's. We went through the drive thru and brought the food home for a picnic on the front porch, because it was over 50 degrees out and it seemed like a good idea. We laid out a blanket and set up our spread of nuggets, fries, and drinks.
Zoe sat back and said, "Ahhh, this is the life." In that moment, it really was. The sun was out, keeping us warm on a cold January day. Her music mix was playing from my phone, about halfway through Peter Gabriel's Sledgehammer. And right after she said it, we each picked up a french fry, tapped them together and said, "Cheers!"
Later that afternoon, we decided that we would head down to the creek. It had been a while since we were down there, and I was looking forward to clearing out the path to the water. Zoe grabbed her pirate bucket, to collect any rocks or seeds she found that were cool. We made our way along the bank and through the water for a few hundred feet before there wasn't a clear path to continue. At that point we decided to turn and head home.
We stopped for a quick break on a rock when Zoe says, "It's nice to be in the great outdoors." Again, I found it hard to argue with her. We stopped to listen to the sound of the water and it rushed over the rocks. There were fish swimming around, which I did not expect to see at this time of year. And with each step forward, she would hold my hand until she was sure of her footing. Without looking back, she would let go of my hand and move forward on her own.
Zoe sat back and said, "Ahhh, this is the life." In that moment, it really was. The sun was out, keeping us warm on a cold January day. Her music mix was playing from my phone, about halfway through Peter Gabriel's Sledgehammer. And right after she said it, we each picked up a french fry, tapped them together and said, "Cheers!"
Later that afternoon, we decided that we would head down to the creek. It had been a while since we were down there, and I was looking forward to clearing out the path to the water. Zoe grabbed her pirate bucket, to collect any rocks or seeds she found that were cool. We made our way along the bank and through the water for a few hundred feet before there wasn't a clear path to continue. At that point we decided to turn and head home.
We stopped for a quick break on a rock when Zoe says, "It's nice to be in the great outdoors." Again, I found it hard to argue with her. We stopped to listen to the sound of the water and it rushed over the rocks. There were fish swimming around, which I did not expect to see at this time of year. And with each step forward, she would hold my hand until she was sure of her footing. Without looking back, she would let go of my hand and move forward on her own.
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