Full Circle.

The sexiest words ever spoken came from Matt's mouth this evening, "Why don't we hire someone to clean the house?"

He might as well have elevated off the floor.

this was post conversation about another upcoming work trip. "How will it all get done?", I thought.

Then he spoke those magic words... "hire someone..."

But wait, suddenly, all clean, down from their bath, Jack says, "mom, do you have any chores?" "maybe I could clean the floors? You go sit and relax."

this from a child that has grown to a point of being too self-conscious to even hug me goodbye at school this week, and unwilling to even snuggle before bed. My heart has been aching for his clutch. he is growing up.

So all of this. Before me. From them. My boys.

Clean the floors they did, and the bathroom... "MOM! I just wiped up pee!!" "anything more to do?"

So now, back to the question... to hire someone? or have my boys learn the power of appreciation for what we have by helping out Mom more?

What do you think?

A Quiet Place.

Where we (I) can think. Pause. Have a moment for me that is so brilliantly wrapped in a package for them.


They play, strategize, happily, quietly. Because golf is a very, very quiet game.


I sit. watch. daze. Watch the clouds roll over the mountains.

Tonight was splendid. Warm. Still.


Today is day 6, which means tomorrow is day 7.

Which means Daddy returns.

I love this game.

So far, so good.

Matt left at 3:50 am for China.

Boys slept until 7! (henry has been know to get up as early as 4:45)

Boys played cops and robbers until 9. indoor baseball until 10 (it's snowing outside).

I have only had to break up two fights.

And I just caught Henry walking through the house saying to himself, "be nice to mudder, be nice to mudder."

Not too shabby.

Happy Mother's Day!

The Evening Light.

One of the many favorite things that Matt and I share is the five minutes of evening light that streams through our backyard. We will miss Matt this week as he is headed to China for work. When he returns the yard will be a whole new shade of green, a deeper richer shade of forest. For now, we will savor the spring green that surrounds...and try our best not to wish the week away just to see him home again. Okay, so yes, I am a tad jealous.