Over the summer we were outside and filling up the water table and the baby pool by nine, some days. By nine I was ready to go to the pool, sunscreen applied and pool bag packed only to find out the pool doesn't even open till 10! At 9 a.m. I felt as if half of the day was already over. Making it to story time {at 10 a.m.}each week was a breeze.
Now? Well I'm lucky to have breakfast ready by nine. Showers usually don't happen until the afternoon because omgidon'twanttogetoutofmywarmbedandgetintheshower! There is definitely no going outside to play bright and early. And some weeks I just don't feel like going to story time.
It could also be that my child sleeps in much later now too.
And that it's too freakin' cold to do anything outside because 1. I hate wearing coats and 2. I hate the cold.
There's just something about the winter months that make everyone and everything seem to slow down. It's really quite refreshing after the busyness that is summer cookouts, pool parties, graduations, weddings, pool days, and more cookouts. I almost welcomed the calm that comes with the cooler months this year.
Instead of planning the days activities, determined to make the most of a bright! sunny! warm! day, we snuggle up on the couch in front of a warm fire. We drink hot chocolate before we eat breakfast and it's OK. We have more PJ days and KP loves PJ day {girlfriend hates to get dressed unless it's to put on a princess dress or tutu}.
9 a.m. seems easier these days. If we don't feel like leaving the house for the day {or two or three} we don't and there's no guilt because we are missing out on great weather. No, instead it's cozy and comfy and warm and makes me feel all of those things on the inside too.
I've always been a self proclaimed "I hate winter-er" but this year I'm finding a new respect for it. Perhaps it's because I'm older and lazier but I like to think it's because I can appreciate the calm now. I appreciate those rare moments when The Toddler is all quiet and relaxed and snuggly and I don't dare interrupt that.
I know in a few months when there is snow on the ground and we can't go anywhere due to slushy roads I'll be back to my same old "I hate winter!" mantra. So for now, I'm enjoying the cold mornings and the fact that 9 a.m. is so simple and sweet and snuggly and warm and quiet and easy.
Happy Friday, friends. Have a great weekend.
9 a.m. seems easier these days. If we don't feel like leaving the house for the day {or two or three} we don't and there's no guilt because we are missing out on great weather. No, instead it's cozy and comfy and warm and makes me feel all of those things on the inside too.
I've always been a self proclaimed "I hate winter-er" but this year I'm finding a new respect for it. Perhaps it's because I'm older and lazier but I like to think it's because I can appreciate the calm now. I appreciate those rare moments when The Toddler is all quiet and relaxed and snuggly and I don't dare interrupt that.
I know in a few months when there is snow on the ground and we can't go anywhere due to slushy roads I'll be back to my same old "I hate winter!" mantra. So for now, I'm enjoying the cold mornings and the fact that 9 a.m. is so simple and sweet and snuggly and warm and quiet and easy.
Happy Friday, friends. Have a great weekend.
.JPG)
