Today finds Ella and myself holding down the fort. I love these sort of lazy summer days where I have the perfect reason to just be a kid all day. So far we’ve blown bubbles, chalked the driveway, weeded some gardens (well, I weeded, she smelled flowers), read some books, played I Spy You, and washed the van. (And she decided I needed a hose down, too.)

Don’t worry, I got her back good!

A couple years ago I read a poem in a Trout Fishing in America newsletter. It totally fits today:

A Forgettable Day

 

It was a forgettable day, nothing to remember,

No tragedies or miseries to mark it on the page.

A forgettable few hours, touched and tossed away.

Nothing scary, nothing hairy, minutes filled with ordinary.

 

It was a forgettable day, nothing too exciting,

No hospitals or catastrophes to mark it on the page.

Remarkably predictable, like thousands I can’t recall.

My favorite kind of day, a special sort of day,

A perfect day I won’t remember at all.

The other day Corbin got me a new cocoa cup:

Cool cup that says being a Mom is my superpower

Being a mom is just awesome.

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