Mo’s winter break from school is coming to an end, and even though it hasn’t been too wintery so far here in Miami, it feels like a new season is beginning. Ben’s new semester of homeschool classes is beginning on Monday and we are all looking forward to a new routine. I’m hoping to do much more planning, shopping, and cooking ahead so I’m not scrambling to get dinner together at 5pm while everyone melts down around me. Mo and I are hoping to have a routine of going out for a long walk together around the exercise path across from our house once a week. This may seem simple, but it is kind of a big deal for us to set that time aside, have the babysitter come, and get out together. We are both hoping to exercise more so I feel like this is a good move in that direction as well. I feel like I’m writing New Year’s resolutions, which wasn’t my intention, but somehow it seems appropriate to share what we’ve been up to, and what we’re working on.
During the break we mostly spent family time snuggled up at home on lazy mornings with omelettes and and lots of reading books with the kids. We went to the park many times, wandered around our favorite part of the city, Mo did a lot of cooking, and other than that I have no idea what happened the past two weeks. We did have an awesome meal with friends who more than catered to our dietary requirements and made an array of gorgeous Israeli style mezze salads. The kids all played in their yard until it got dark, running with plastic pirate swords through the bushes. It made me so happy to see Ben with his homeschool friends of all ages, off in their own world. I remember so much time spent running around my quiet neighborhood as a kid, engaged in imaginary worlds. It seems like kids nowadays, or at least my apartment-dwelling-semi-city kids, don’t get to run out in their own headspace as much as I’d like, so it made me really happy to see them feeling free.
I’ve been thinking a lot about the two halves of the tiny actions all day and all night that add up to a parent’s life, and to a childhood. The experience for me, for them, and how we see and relate to each other throughout the long days and short years. The buckling and unbuckling, wiping, stacking, folding, carrying, lifting, hugging, eating, sitting, head-in-handsing, smiling, talking, explaining, listening, explaining, listening, explaining, listening, following, leading, wishing, wondering, worrying, whying, cooking, cleaning, collapsing, celebrating, seeing the fleeting, then waiting for time to pass. It’s such a conundrum of life in general, but I see it most clearly in parenting, the meaning behind all this time spent doing mundane things. The tiny peaks, pitfalls, and glows suddenly turn into an ocean of time. I am sometimes left wondering what I have learned, how I have changed, how my children experience the life we share. I try to see what I like and what I want to be more aware of.
My blessing for 2014 for myself and for you too is illumination to reveal new sides of ourselves, and new ways of seeing our loved ones.
In the spirit of seeing different sides of things, here are some assorted photos from our phones lately:
Happy New Year!