mmm hmmm.

Such a negligent blogger! I've gone and bored the two of you who read this. Sorry.

Not that nothing's been going on. The opposite, really. My husband has a new job. My daughter had her first day of her second year of school, a day that passed with very little fanfare compared to last year. A king snake slithered into my front door one night. Our rooster learned how to crow. Every day my littlest girl says something new. Today it was "I'm alright, mama" after she got through a little coughing jag.

The thing that finally moved me to sit down and write was the weather.

It's perfect outside right now (why am I in here?!) The air is body temperature, not hot, with a breeze that's not cold. There are big fluffy white clouds that are fun to watch change shape. It's the kind of day that makes you thankful for everything that's going right in your life, instead of that feeling I have too often that there's something more I should be doing.

My life, and probably lots of you working moms', is so full of stuff that needs to be done. It feels so much easier for me to sweat it all than to relax. It takes a concentrated effort for me to relax. I have to be working with one hand, cleaning with the other, and entertaining and stimulating my kids with my go-go-gadget arms.

But not today. All we need today is some fresh air and sunshine, our lungs and hands, some blueberry pancakes, a few sticks and a couple rocks and some little shiny things and we're good.

We're good.