Monday, May 17, 2010

The Weekend's End

It was just one of those perfect Sundays.  The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and this Momma was ready to have a good day. I had skipped tee-ball on Friday night and luxuriated in cleaned an empty house, so laundry was my only necessary chore on this day.

Candy Land was played.  Numerous 100-piece puzzles were solved.  Together.  With (relative) harmony.  All while still rubbing the sleep from our eyes.

Yet the gorgeous outdoors beckoned.

And rather than isolating myself (which can be a good thing, don't get me wrong) to go for a long run alone, I took a chance.  And asked my boyz if they would like to accompany me on a long walk.  All three agreed.

My first instinct was to grab my camera.  And then I decided not to.  I wanted to be in the moment.  For myself.  And for my boyz.

Off we trekked.

We sang "Wheels on the Bus" - complete with hand motions.
Eldest looked upwards and pondered, "I wonder what clouds taste like?"
"Cotton candy! Whipped cream!" from Baby.
"Eh, probably smoke", was Middle's answer.
And from the ever-practical Eldest, "I betcha they taste just like air."
We gingerly picked dandelions and closed our eyes and wished before we puffed our cheeks and scattered the seeds. 
Baby wished for a playdate with his preschool buddy.
Middle wished it could be Christmas everyday.
Eldest wished for the Bruins to still be in the hockey playoffs.
After lunch, baseball was played in the yard with Daddy, while I cheered from the sidelines on my Mother's Day gift - a new chaise lounge.  I begged someone to feed me bonbons, but I had no takers.

Eldest had a baseball game at 3.  More time soaking up the sun and cheering on our firstborn son while Middle and Baby played (in the dirt) with wild abandon with the other ballplayers' younger siblings.

Dinner was a summer-like feast - grilled chicken, asparagus, corn on the cob, and a fruit salad.  Hubby and I each washed down our meals with a beer (Sam Adams Coastal Wheat for him; Bud Light Lime for me).

The tinkling sounds of the ice cream truck could be heard in the distance.  The boyz scrambled to find their "moneys" (as Baby says).

And one red Icee, one Scooby Doo pop, and one melted something-on-a-stick later, I captured this:
The perfect ending to a perfect day.

15 comments:

MommyLovesStilettos said...

What cuties!! :) Sounds like a lovely day :)

The Empress said...

A slice of life....

Thank you

Cassie said...

That does sound perfect!

Ashley said...

Fabulous weekend! The boyz are so dang cute.

Style 411 said...

That post just made me smile!! Sounds like a perfect day.....now when it gets stressful or hectic in the trenches you have that day(and I'm sure many more memories)to think about and say...."life is good!" ;)

Suburb Sierra said...

It totally was one of those days. The ice cream trucks must have gotten the "all clear" from the plow guys to take over the roads. Winter is over and summer is coming. Ours came by, too.

We didn't walk, but we did spend hours outside. That was after Mommy slept in a little to take care of that "shouldn't have had that last glass of wine" on Sat. night :)

Rebecca said...

I love how different their wishes were...it's amazing what a few years will do!

Amanda said...

Perfect not-so-little stairsteps.

Pam said...

That does sound like the perfect day. Hopefully the upcoming summer will be filled more just like it.

Bobbie said...

I guess the way to make Middle smile is to give him an ice cream!

countryfriedmama said...

There is something about a day that ends with a purchase from the ice cream truck that makes me feel like I live in a Norman Rockwell painting. Perfection.

Dysfunctional Mom said...

I love days like this. They are priceless.

Scary Mommy said...

Weekends like that make it all worth it! They are so stinking cute.

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Erin I'm Gonna Kill Him said...

Doesn't get better than that. I mean, maybe if they actually fed you the bon bons, but let's be real.

Anastasia said...

That picture made me smile. Cute!

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