Today is a different story. I feel like I'm in some weird movie, but the movie's all in slow-motion. The kids are still skateboarding and running, and swinging -- and as hard as I try to keep up I can't. Like one of those dreams where you're trying to run and can't move forward. Or like I'm stuck in quicksand. After about an hour the most I could do was pathetically lay in the grass and watch, remembering the days when I had that much energy.
And now, I just want to curl up in a dark room with no sound and lay in my big, soft bed with a fluffy fleece blanket, and sleep for 3 days.
That's not an option, so maybe I need to go pick up some Red Bull. But I'm way too exhausted to drive to the store. Or even type this, but I will anyway. :)
Aside from being tired -- My sister's adorable little family is visiting from Minneapolis! Between her two little boys and my 8-year-old sister, the rest of my siblings, and my parents, I have had so much fun: swinging, skateboarding, biking, playing in the sandbox, having dance parties in the basement, dying eggs, going down slides, Easter egg hunts, games of tag, singing, telling jokes, cuddling babies, coloring, swinging a few more times...
SO MUCH FUN. But Preston and I don't have kids, you know, and as much fun as we're having --- we can't keep up.
And I'm not even in charge of actually taking care of any of them -- being aunt/sister, I just play around and have fun with them.
I feel like I just got done running a marathon yesterday - I can't even move. I think the excitement is just too much all at once for us.
We're a pretty low-key couple -- many nights you could find us at home with our cats, Preston playing his guitar or some videogame while I read or play piano. I usually take a nap at some point during the late afternoon. And on weekdays we go to bed at like 10:00.
Part of my sleepiness might have to do with the large amount of spiral honey-baked ham, cheesy potatoes, and double chocolate cake we had for supper tonight.
Of course I just feel so blessed that everyone is here and healthy and together. It seems so rare these days, with everyone's busy schedules, that everyone's able to get together for more than 24 hours. So, as exhausting as it is, I wouldn't trade this time for anything.
Preston and I have the rest of tonight, and two more fun-filled days ahead of us full of making family memories.
So other than kids being exhausting (which I know you all already knew), I wanted to write about why I started a blog.
I know it seems like these days everyone, their next door neighbor, and their dog has a blog. I've had a few people ask me why I started one. I really don't have an earth-shattering reason, I guess I just asked myself why not? It's free. I like writing. I like sharing pictures. And I prefer this to Facebook for uploading pictures and writing about experiences, because you can neatly organize it how you want it and change the look whenever you want -- I get tired of FB's rules and limitations.
I've read 5-10 blogs pretty regularly over the past couple years, and I think it's so interesting to hear what's going on in friends/family/acquaintances lives. I also like a blog, because people can choose if they want to read it or not -- the whole post doesn't just show up on their "FB Newsfeed" whether they care or not. So, I guess my reasons are: it's free, available, efficient, easy, and fun.
