Monday, April 4, 2011
"Where are we going?"
"I'm not sure. We'll figure it out as we go."
Briz reclined in the front with leg outstretched as I drove. We tried to rest, but again... not enough to do to keep my little ones busy and rest their weary parents. Have I ever said that I do most everything with the family and it doesn't seem to matter if Briz is there or not? If I have, I IMMEDIATELY retract. I realize how much he does, that I don't even notice. I loaded bags, drove with kids screaming, pumped gas, unloaded, breakfasted.... some of which I do, but he usually PLAYS with kids while I do the necessaries. Then he does the unpleasants, like ask where such and such is, help with discipline... etc. etc. I suppose it was a huge blessing that I went swimming with the little ones.
They loved it, and surprisingly, so did I. I'm just not sure I like being the shark or the bad guy to run away from as I approach in the pool.
I'm too tired to stay here. I need more structure to offers the wigglies. Tomorrow at 4:00 a.m. we'll head for some sunshine.