We were invited to children's performance of Alice in Wonderland a couple of hours from home, in the town we lived in before Viroqua. Some of our young friends were performing and we spontaneously decide to go. Upon hearing about the angry queen, however, Lupine announced that it sounded too scary. She was staying home with Papa. So Sage and I decided to go alone.
And I'm so glad that we did.
Sage is nine. And he is such a treat to be around. He is kind. And funny. Observant and sensitive. Thoughtful and silly. And wise. Holy cow is that kid smart.
(photo above by Sage)
Even the drive was fun. Really, really fun. There is something about getting out of the house and having time solo with this kid that elevates my entire weekend.
And so, we enjoyed a whole day, just the two of us. A road trip (with lots of stops to take photographs – for both of us), a play, visiting with old friends in the town Sage was born, two lightning-fast thrift store stops, and then weaving our way home long after bedtime.
Having two kids I sometimes forget the sweetness of one-on-one time (whether with Pete, Sage, or Lupine). But after Saturday We're making time for this again. And soon.
As for making time, I didn't make any time for simplification beyond my room-by-room list this weekend. (It was worth it.) But I am starting today. I can't decide where to start, but I'll begin before lunch.
I'm wondering how much I can plow through in a week without burning out…