Saturday, August 02, 2008

Slice Of Life - Writer's Choice

Slice of Life choices for the week of August 3, 2008 are:

1. My Earliest Childhood Memory

2. I thought I was Invincible

3. Writer’s Choice - You may choose to write about anything that has happened or is happening in your life that you feel moved to share.

This time I am choosing #3 and I title it, It truly is the Little Things
Taken from my Journal Entry 9-6-05
Today was a great day. Why? Well it really is something so small it almost seems silly to make such a big deal about it but to me it really is special.

Today, my husband, The Teach, soul-mate, dude, man, baby daddy, friend, and occasional thorn in my side took us to the park. I have been asking for this for the past year and a half.

I took Handsome there every day last year. I would mention to The Teach what a great time Handsome would have in the hopes that he would be unable to NOT join us the next time. He never would. There were quite a few fights about this and he would say that there would be plenty of time for the park but it just never seemed like he was making any.

This morning I mentioned a convo that I had yesterday with two girlfriends. They were talking about men and how most don't want to do things with their families. I said that not all men were like that and that I believed that when my kids were a little older The Teach would have a lot more interest in doing things with them. His selective hearing button must have not been working because he said "maybe we will go to the park this afternoon".
Forcing myself to not jump out of my seat with a joyous "yippy" I simply said, "Handsome would love that." He headed outside saying he had some things to do and the kids and I headed to the deck.

He started building a new bridge for our creek and I played with the kids until Handsome wanted to go inside. While heading in, The Teach said "call me at 2:00 and we will leave for the park. I still didn't believe it would happen.

When we finally got to the park, I found some shade and watched my two boys running, swinging, sliding, and climbing. All the things that Handsome NEEDS to do, and NEEDS to spend some time with Daddy.
Handsome had an awesome time and the Goddess and I made a friend. Another mom with a 4 1/2 month old was there and we exchanged numbers to get together next week. It is the weirdest thing; I have given my number to complete strangers just because we have kids the same age. This is the only time you can have a five minute conversation with a stranger and hand over your number without wanting a free meal or a roll in the hay. It really is strange.

As we left the park with the baby girl screaming in the back and my son drinking water in his car seat, I looked over at my husband and thought that he was the hottest person alive. Like I said, it truly is the little things.


  1. Anonymous10:42 PM

    I agree Maria, it is truly the little things that bond a family. Isn't it sad we so often fail to take time "smell the roses."

  2. Life is made up of little things. The big things only come around occasionally and then they are gone. The little things keep right on going - day after day. I find really big things to be somewhat of a letdown because they are so soon over.


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