Break from Routine

As I'm sure I have mentioned before, I am definitely a woman of routine. Between our mornings of chores, gym time, and waiting for daddy to get home for lunch, and then afternoons of errands/pool time, cooking dinner, and finally evenings of semi-coolness enough to play outside our days are pretty, well, routine. I have heard for safety reasons you should mix up the comings and goings from your house; can't say I have done a very good job at this. Most days my day is planned even before I'm done eating my pb and honey english muffin. However, on those few sweet, glorious, beautiful days that the errand list is non-existent, or, the weather is cool enough for some morning time outside, having a moment out of routine feels nothing but perfect. To have a moment to sit and let the heat from the sun and sidewalk that I have found a spot to sit on while the girls do sidewalk chalk soak into my body can relax as me (almost) as much as being at the beach. Another hidden moment I love is when the weeding is all done in the backyard and, again, I have a moment to just sit on our back porch and watch our girls, digging, putting on talent shows, or just loving on each, there really is nothing better. Nothing planned, organized, or needed, just a moment of perfectness wrapped amongst the craziness that is the life of having little ones.