Yesterday was not a great day and I was already despairing over what our summer is going to look like. Today, I was determined to get the boys to a park even though it had rained buckets last night and I was sure the playground would be muddy. But for the sake of our sanity, I thought it best to brave the mud.
So we set off and drove to the nearest playground. When we got there, we were dismayed to see, yet again, some sort of birthday party/get-together. Just my luck. But then, I saw a woman walking towards me and recognized one of the moms from Tru and Jem's preschool. Her oldest son is in Jem's class and Jem talks about him all of the time. Her youngest son is in Truett's class and apparently, he talks about Tru all of the time. And her daughter was born one day after Caia. So you could say that we are right in step with one another. She came over and pointed out that her boys were crouched behind the bench that we were sitting on, hiding from Jem and Tru. The boys ran off to play together and she and I talked. She had a blanket that we laid out in the shade and sat the girls on. And as we talked, we both admitted that yesterday was a rough day and that we are both a little nervous about the summer. It was nice to hear that someone else has the same thoughts. It was also nice to hear that there are other moms out there who are just trying to get through the day and not building puppet theaters and sewing princess costumes every day.
As she left, she said that we should get in touch and do the park again since we both want to keep our kids busy.
All I can say is, "Thank you God." The day after I'm freaking out because I don't know what to do with my kids, I run into a mom who has boys the same age as mine. They already know each other and enjoy spending time together. And she wants to meet up again. I know a gift when I see one and that is a gift.
photo by: wedding musings http://www.flickr.com/photos/27812617@N07/2625760660/
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