Monday, July 23, 2012


I've been purposefully staying away from my blog this summer.  It's not that I don't love ya'll, because I totally do. 

It's just that I don't have anything to say. 

Pause.  Pause.

Hmm.  Can't sell that one, can I?

Truth is, time is precious, and my little girl went and turned five, and now she is getting ready to start kindergarten in a month (a month, ya'll), and she has to be there at 7:45 and doesn't get out until 2:45, and that's seven hours of her day she's going to spend with someone else and not with me - seven precious hours some blessedly patient teacher gets to spend in the presence of my spectacular, spirited daughter - and ohgreathereitcomescuethewaterworks, I'm freaking out just a little. 

See, I don't ever want Aria or Caroline to look back on their childhoods and have memories of mom tapping away at the computer while Scooby Doo blares in the background.  I want them to have memories of their mom reading to them, singing to them (maybe not singing - humming - humming to them), swimming with them, hiking/biking/sliding/swinging/shopping with them.  Planting a garden, icing (eating) cupcakes, dancing to loud hiphop music (Club Mommy - Chris' personal fave - snicker). 

You get the idea.

My yoga teacher said the other day, "There is no such thing as an unimportant day."  As I ruminated on that for awhile trying to hold Crow Pose, I felt like I had myself a little epiphany.  Right before I fell forward onto my face.

I want to be PRESENT. 

My Presence is my present.  To them.  To God. To Chris.  To me. 

Awwww.... Group Hug.

Ergo, I'll see ya'll come September.  When you'll have to listen to my kindergarten Boohoos or Yahoos.

Kiss, kiss.