On Sunday evening as we were eating dinner, Reece peeked out the window and commented on the colour of the sky. The sun was setting, creating a pinkish hue over the trees. He asked why the sky was that colour and I said it was the sun painting pictures before she went to sleep.
All through dinner he watched as it changed and grew a little darker. Finally, just as we were finishing up he declared he was going outside. “Really?” I said, “It is getting pretty dark out there, that might not be such a good idea.” He would have none of it, he wanted to go outside and see the last pictures the sun was making and say good night.
So, on went the boots, coat, hat, scarf and mittens, and Reece and Justin were out the door. I stayed inside to get a start on the dishes. As I washed those first few dishes, I peeked out the kitchen window, I wanted to be out there too. So, I decided, the dishes can wait. I threw on my coat, boots, hat and mittens and joined the two of them on their adventure.
|The last touch of pink as the sun set behind the trees.|
To say Reece was happy to see me come outside was an understatement, he was so delighted. For the next hour, yes, hour, we played in the snow, ran around the yard following the snow trails Reece and Justin had shovelled the day before and just had some plain old fun.
So, yes there was a ton of dirty dishes in my sink on Sunday night and I am okay with that. Instead I spent the most amazing hour with my little man on his adventure, exploring, sharing and enjoying nature.
Can’t think of anything else I would rather do.
His excitedment was well worth the dirty dishes. I feel like that's always happening to me. Instead of doing dishes let's go for a walk, lets go into the garden, read books, color...there are always a pile of dirty dishes. That is really a pile of snow you have there!ReplyDelete
Yes, there seems sometimes, there is always a pile of dirty dishes. I can pretty much guarantee our kids won't remember that, or at least I hope not :)Delete
That pile of snow is now gone, we had 9 degrees temps and rain on Monday. I am sure we will get some more soon though.
It was wonderful Rosemarie :) And you can bet there will be dishes in my sink again.ReplyDelete
Love this post. It is so wonderful when you can recognize those moments and take advantage of them!ReplyDelete
love your spontaneity. you created a time to remember when the dirty dishes will have long been forgotten.ReplyDelete
Yes, so true Amanda.Delete
So glad you skipped the dishes! Night time is such a magical time to play outside and we don't do it often enough.... it's so great when we can follow our kidlet's lead!ReplyDelete
You are so right Jules, it is magical. We do it a lot in the summer when the sun shines later in the day, but not much in the winter, mostly because we live in the country and when the sun sets it is dark, not to mention cold.Delete
Sunday night was beautiful though and we really enjoyed it.
this sounds perfectReplyDelete
oh sweet, sweet mama! In 20 yrs, Who will remember if the dishes stayed in the sink for a day and a half? no one....but I'd bet my my favorite copy of pride and predjudice that they will remember playing in the snow:))) you rock!!!ReplyDelete
Yes, you are so right. Memories of fun, family time, laughter and love will definitely out live dirty dishes.Delete