Daily Archives: September 1, 2008
The Sound of Music?
It didn’t take too long for Ellie to get back to being herself. Before long she asked me to watch a concert she and Zach were doing. She said they would sing “The Sound of Music.” Since we had just finished watching the movie, I grab my camera to catch her dramatic talents for posperity. This is what I got.
That is so NOT The Sound of Music. Looks like her musical talents, unfortunately, also came from me. Did you see her scrapes and cuts? Poor girl’s face is a mess, and school starts in just a couple days. And what is The Boy doing?? Oh, it just makes me laugh. A great conclusion to our weekend.
Setting my treasure
Every once in a while Rick has the day off and he gives it to me. He takes the kids and lets me lock myself in a room all day to write. Or better yet I get to go off to Barnes & Noble or Starbucks or wherever. It’s a true day of rest for any mom. I love it! Today was one of those days. Rather, it was supposed to be.
I was in the zone. I made a list of things I wanted to accomplish by the end of my Labor Day and started dreaming about a grande white chocolate mocha. Aaaah …
Rick and the kids were outside playing baseball. Rick had drawn the three bases, home plate and a batters box with sidewalk chalk on the driveway. I could hear them laughing and learning all about Daddy’s favorite pasttime. A smile lit my face, then a wail shattered our serenity. I heard Rick burst through the front door as the indistinct sobs turned into “Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!! I want MOMMY!!!!” Isabel was folded in his arms. She had a scraped knee, a cut finger, a split lip and a nasty scrape from her nose to her chin. Poor girl tripped on her way to third.
After we stopped the bleeding and the tears, Rick wondered if he should just never play sports with her. Or maybe only do it on soft grassy areas and with ample body armor. She always seems to get hurt. I responded: “Well, she’s not the most coordinated child.” Rick grinned with a knowing twinkle that reminded me of my recent post. Okay, so maybe she gets it from me.
My wildly productive day of literary genius has turned into a cuddle-fest with favorite blankies, icepops (to stop the swelling), Cinderella and The Sound of Music. Rick keeps apologizing to me; he wanted me to have my day just as badly as I wanted to have it. But I really don’t mind. Some things are just more important – aren’t they?
For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”
Matthew 6:20-21 (NIV)
