Since I’m now sadly back to working 5 days a week instead of 4, I’m a bit bummed the boys and I will no longer have an entire day off in the middle of the week for fun adventures. I have been working a 32 hour week for two years now and absolutely loved it. The time has come where we just need that extra 8 hours of pay though, and so with a new job comes another 8 hours of work a week. Sigh! I am thankful for the time I had working 32 hours and didn’t take it for granted.
A few weeks ago on a Thursday, I brought the boys to Smallwood State Park here in Southern Maryland. We spent most of the day there, exploring the playground, taking a nature walk, and enjoying a picnic lunch. It was a day I will remember for a long time.
I will remember his smile as he first saw the playground made from tires.
I will remember that it was the first time this fall there was a chill in the air, so out came the pumpkin hats.
I will remember watching in awe how fearless they climbed and explored.
I will remember how their little fingers dug deep into the dirt.
I will remember how he poked around in the sand, as if on a treasure hunt with pirates.
I will remember his laughter as I squeezed him tight.
I will remember how he snuggled into my chest when I picked him up.
I will remember how the sunlight lit up their bright blue eyes like the sky on a clear day.
I will always remember their excitement as we wandered through the nature trail. Their first time in the woods, they were in love.
I will remember my boys, at this moment, nothing else mattered.