Sage has been away for the past week. We've missed him (more than he has missed us by his reports). He is coming home this weekend and we're so glad! Every special moment or special treat that has happened this past week Lupine says "I wish Sagie was here to share this with us." Such a big heart that girl has.
But she's missed him. A lot. He is, after all, her playmate day-in and day-out. I guess I hadn't realized how much my kids play together until I'm home with just one, and then the requests for me to get down on the floor and play are nearly continuous.
I've made a concerted effort to focus on playing with Lupine a bit everyday while he is away. I didn't realize how out of my routine this sort of play was. We spend so much time "working" together – cooking, canning, foraging, gardening – but not nearly as much time immersed in her (or his) creative worlds.
So yesterday we pulled the doll house out into the fresh air and set up our play on the front path. Being outside shifted out play and we found ourselves barefoot wandering the yard and the block foraging treats to cut up for the "mama and the teenager" to cook for their daughters. Crab apples. Ground cherries. Flower petals. Hosta leaves. And it was, um, fun. Once I got into it was really and truly fun.
We grown-ups. We have forgotten how to play, haven't we? Most of us anyhow. Sometimes it's hard to put aside that to-do list and get lost in the magic of this miniature world. But it is so vital. For imagination. For playing out the dramas of the day. For connection. For joy.
And so we played. And played. And played. And then I picked up my camera to take a few pictures and heard a small but determined voice say, "Put down your camera mama. And start playing again!"
And so I did.
May your weekend have some quiet moments for you to rediscover the joy – and connection – of play.