Spring is here. We’ve survived daylight savings time coming to an end…or a beginning. I never know that cycle. Regardless, we sprung forward and are living to tell about it!
The weather has been very spring like down to the distinctive winds. These winds helped make for a very successful Kite Festival yesterday.
We took our $1.99 Sesame Street Kite and sent it flying with hundreds of others. It was fabulous when both kids lost interest and there was my hubby flying Big Bird and friends all by himself! Love my husband!
Bauer found a plastic bag and tried to fly that as well. He then lost interest in kite flying all together when he saw the FIRE TRUCK!
Then there was face painting and the playground…
Oh and how did I almost forget the incessant asking for ice-cream and the necessary stalking of the ice-cream truck…
Bennett and I attempted to lay low with all the insanity going on!
He’s rolling over now (yes, growing up soooo fast) and was a little surprised to flip that leg over his body and find his face in the grass at River Legacy.
We got to see some of our favorite friends as we headed home and we crashed their picnic…armed with diet dr. peppers, carrot sticks and cheetos we walked home!
We were our own walking parade to and from the festival with Sean pulling the wagon with the two older b’s and I was pushing the double jogging stroller with Bunson at my side. What a crew!
It was a definitely a fun and exhausting morning!
Afterwards, Bree and I went to a birthday party for one of her friends. We then ran some errands. I came home to find Sean, Bauer and Bennett all playing in the backyard. I am constantly impressed with how ingenious my husband is…
I said to myself, “This is so why you married this guy…” and snapped a pic:
I would have never thought to take the jump-a-roo outside and connect it to the swing set! Brilliant! Bennett was such a happy camper to get to play with the big kids!
I’ve been a little off my game this weekend…really anxious and easily frustrated. I’m trying to be patient with myself and just know that I’m not always going to make it look easy or be easy, but that is a hard pill for me to swallow.
I was short with the kids and Sean on many an occasion and with so many fun things to remember I wish I wouldn’t waste energy on being overwhelmed.
In the end, we didn’t lose any kids, all the kids had fun, and we enjoyed a bunch of time outdoors (and have the sunburns to prove it)!
My frustration is rarely about what the kids are doing (I could totally use a little less crying, but who couldn’t), it’s more about my approach to handling it. I guess the ultimate question for me is does being selfLESS ever get any easier. I want to WANT to serve my kids and husband without even having to think about it. But instead I see the half finished version of everything I was trying to do when I got “interrupted”. I see a bunch of dishes I never got to wash because the baby started crying due to hunger. I see my half-eaten lunch that may never get finished because a fight broke out in the bedroom over Lightning McQueen. I see that picture sitting frame-less for weeks on end because dinner had to be made. I see the hilarious greeting card that I found at Walgreens that I haven’t found time to send to a friend. I see that book I’ve been attempting to read for weeks still open to the same page because a kid needed to be tucked in again.
These are all things I gladly will sacrifice, but I just wish it were more instinctual in me to let all that go. My “to do” list still gets longer even though my brain knows by now many of those things won’t be done for weeks, months and maybe even years. Maybe a type A personality can be trained to think differently, but I guess it is going to take more than 4 years! I’ll just have to resort to being patient with myself again….another one of my abundant strengths 
It sure does make a humorous journey!
Maybe I’ll just get in my jump-a-roo and ponder all this for awhile! Oh if only it were that easy…
