Oh - the return home after being away. I don't think it matters how short the visit away is - the piles of laundry, the empty fridge, the dirt and dust and grass and weeds that somehow pile up can sometimes feel a little overwhelming to return to.
Yesterday, with the boys still in the woods, I found myself at home with "just" two babies (three if you count the puppy, which I do. Oh, I certainly do). I will admit that for a minute there was a temptation to clean like crazy, run to the grocery store, (and on and on), with the 'help' of fewer little ones. But thankfully, that ridiculous notion was knocked out of my head by a very fabulous three year old who stood at the door just as I was about to begin vacuuming, and jumped up and down - towel in hand - singing, "I want to swim! I want to swim! Harper wants to swim! Harper wants to swim! Nellie wants to swim! Mama wants to swim!"
I was reminded right then that our wee little vacation just wasn't long enough. So I extended it. Which means exactly this: I ditched the vacuum cleaner (it's still in the middle of the room), went outside, cut a patch of grass in the yard big enough for a kiddie pool and a blanket - and there we plopped. With books, yarn, the pool and SUN (so nice to see you!), we vacationed all day long.
It was so good, I'm thinking I just might continue that vacationing all the way through today. Which means three things (besides the mountain of laundry will grow, and that likely I'll trip over the vacuum three more times):
1. It looks like Adelaide just might get her wish to "turn into a mermaid!"
2. I just might have a finished knitting project to show you tomorrow.
3. We will most definitely be having popcorn for dinner.
Cheers to extended vacations!