the grass is greener right where i am standing. these days there is no time to be blogging (and hardly a decent topic even coming into my mind). i am pinching myself every single day. the weather is gorgeous and our boy is learning how to hit a ball with a bat! i am wearing dan's old baseball mitt and playing pitcher (and belly itcher). it's quite a hilarious sight to see. dan comes home and we rearrange our places and i go rest on the patio and watch the boys i love best. seeing dan kick around the yard with his son, still in his lawyer slacks and crisp shirt is so old fashioned charming to me. it's my secret favorite thing. it makes me love our cozy cottage and my big belly swathed in the apron that is far from sparkling clean. my hair is in an unraveling knot and surely my makeup is long gone. oh how i am the lucky one. to feel love and to be so in love. i think to myself–as i watch the boys play in the green lawn–i should go grab my camera. but i sit there instead, choosing not to miss the moment. the blue skies fading into evening, the still spring air, the birds chirping, the playful talk and the rhythm of our voices. some nights have all the right ingredients, i wish to write them down for safe-keeping and later, get them back out and bake them into a perfect criss cross lattice pie crust.
benji suddenly loves sports and is making the most of having a backyard to practice in. today he got his first real skinned knee of the season and i felt like a real mom when i got out the first aid kit for the neosporin. i love watching him play out the windows as i stir up something for dinner. and then there is eating on the patio and watering the flowers (he with his spray bottle, me with my watering can), bathtime, storytime and bedtime. life is good, far from perfect, but so good. is spring always this amazing? i feel like i have new eyes. new appreciation. perhaps because deep down i know things are going to change. or maybe it's because i've never had my own backyard before or a garage full of bikes and balls. or a three year old that is so helpful, happy and curious. whatever it is, i am soaking it up. luckily this baby will have a big brother who knows how to put on his very own crocs and click his bike helmet on. always ready for adventure.
p.s. guess which cd i busted out today? the broadway version of grease. the one where rosie o'donnell plays rizo. i highly recommend it for road trips, car washing saturdays or running to the maverick for a chocolate milk.