So our family has tons of fun in the great outdoors. We love spending time with family and friends, and hardly ever turn down a chance to do so.
In our “down time” we are usually out and about… and lately since the kids are a *bit* bigger, we act on our whims once in a while.
We have a LOT of whims building up after 8 years of child rearing.
This month one of our whims involved an evening swim in Shawnigan Lake, after a great dinner party. Even though its was past the kids bedtime.
Another of our whims was the day we stayed late into the evening at our favorite family daycare, LaRonde family care. It was well past dinner time when we left (and no dinner planned!). We just had to soak up all the love and loving community that chose to spend a few hours together after LaRonde closed its doors for keeps.
Our family time and our whims rarely involve: housework or home improvement.
I know this is awesome – enjoying the kids, and their faces, instead of walls, floors, tables, and sinks.
But after 8 years of parenting I must admit our house is suffering. Capital S perhaps? Suffering. Ask me one day, I’d love to tell you all about all the things we put on hold, ignore, and choose not to attend to.
It is fairly embarrassing.
And starting to take its toll, as preparing for the simplest events can cause a cascade of objects to tumble. Really, its a bit like Jenga in our house.
Perhaps it doesn’t look that bad from the outside… but its staring to cramp us from the inside.
So, today, our whims took us to new places.
To places unseen.
Like – ALL other needs of anyone aside – today it was happening! 3 hours of tidying and vacuuming and moving furniture off the carpet, 3 hours of carpet cleaning, and 3 hours of painting.
And I still got to pick blackberries with my mom and hang out with her and the kids by the ocean for a couple hours.
Plus we got rid of one of the paint colors we have found, for 2 years here, most draining.
Illness and cancelled camping trips brought new blessings.
And a totally unseen level of chaos. Which we persisted through to achieve better air quality. And brilliant color.
And lo and behold all the little people survived the change!
With some disappointment of course. Not being able to do all of what they each wanted.
With a lot of struggle. Well, yes, Struggle. We did our fair share of struggling.
But we made it. And we all grew a bit today from our own individual experience of the collective hard work.
Can we learn to sacrifice our individual goals for collective ones?
5 people. It gets messy.
(p.s. we ate a lot of pasta, bread, and cookies too!)