. . . a labor day.
Well, for some of us, anyway. Or, some of them.
It seems that Chad is nesting. Our house has been in major disarray for about a week. Kitchen table and chairs in the living room next to the stove and dishwasher, couches shoved in corners, carpet torn out, and the kitchen floor completely nonexistent. We decided we needed to do something about our flooring and what better time for such a project than right before a new baby arrives?
It is very humbling to watch people give freely of their time, effort, and energy to work hard on a project on which they will get no return. Humbled. . . that says it all.
As I type this, at 9:21 on Monday evening, Chad is just finishing up the final pieces of our new floor, closing out a true Labor Day. A messy house awaits my attention and my eyes are already getting heavy after a long weekend.
(That almost makes it sound like I helped with our floor renovation, doesn’t it?) Not quite. . . or not at all.
I’m still tired, though, so please bear with a quick post.
The kids and I took a break this weekend to visit the zoo with a dear friend and her boys. We have been to the zoo quite a few times over the years, but this trip felt different. I noticed it at the polar bears. . .
See that smile? Oh. my. goodness. I realize that I am pregnant and probably slightly more emotional than normal (which is saying something, considering my “normal” is probably way beyond “normal”) but this moment captivated me. Seeing the awe and wonder captured in their faces was almost too much. If we did nothing else that day, this moment was worth the 1.5 hour drive and bearing the stifling 98 degree temperatures of the day.
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| Twin, 4-year old polar bears |
For some reason, everything seemed a bit more precious on this day. The smiles, the laughter, and the togetherness felt almost. . . sacred?
There I was walking through the zoo with my dear friend whom I have known almost my entire life and I couldn’t help but think. . . how did we get here? As we walked, we reflected on the trips we took trailing behind her parents or mine and suddenly here we were, with our own lovelies trailing us.
It was all so surreal.
Despite the heat of the day, we enjoyed every bit of it. Laughing, playing, and exploring were wrapped up by a much needed soaking and a quick detour for Frosties. . .
Once again I was reminded that moments do not have to be “big” to be spectacular. . . and it really is that simple.
And that’s all I have for the end of this holiday weekend. Expect pictures of our new floor to come, but for now just know that it’s so clean we can eat off of it. . .
Happy Tuesday!
We labored all weekend too, also with the help of very humbling friends. I kept thinking the same thing….how great are these people to give up a day of their Holiday weekend to help us? And help us do something not so very fun (landscaping our backyard with rock), in the heat, when they could be with their families. It IS a very humbling feeling.
Thank you for thinking of me with this whole preschool thing. We have orientation this week to meet her teacher and then she starts (all alone) next week. 🙁 I have so many, probably odd, worries. I know in the end she'll be fine, right???, but I can't stop worrying about silly little things. Heaven help me. 😉
Wow! We barely left the house this weekend, and I'm still exhausted! 🙂 You guys are inspiring. Can't wait to see the final result!
What else do you do on labor day but labor?! Isn't it a blessing to have family and friends who will labor with you just because they love you? You know you would do the same for them. And what better time, you can sit and give directions:). Love the smiles and looks of wonder in their eyes. I am still protesting not seeing them on thurs:). You know you will have me stopping in more:). Ly