Dropping in with a small happies post today. These weeks are flying. I’m not even sure where my life is vanishing to. I read an interview with Andrew Denton this week about one of the top ten people he’s ever interviewed: a dying woman advocating euthanasia. He said the interview moved him so much, he followed her story for a year. She died, and Andrew’s views on euthanasia changed. But perhaps what was most striking was that he said something like, ‘I saw, in the end, all there is to see: that there’s not much time, that you just have to get to it.’
It’s easy to lose sight of the greater perspective of life when you’re elbow deep in tantrums. When you’re chopping tomatoes and your kids are screaming at each other and the bin is so full it’s spilling out and why am I the only one around here who takes the goddamn rubbish out.
But then I look back of photos of our week and I see these children’s faces frozen forever in time and I know, just like I think now when I look back at baby photos of them, that there’s not much time, that we just have to get to it.
Small happies this week:
Birthday present crafts.
Super amazing black bean salsa recipe from here.
Watching my girl learn. I swear I was a primary school teacher in a past life.
Post dinner/bath sunset drives to the country.
We’re still finding our after-kindy-pick-up groove. Ella doesn’t sleep there and is devil reincarnate come 5pm as a result. Going for peaceful drives is a good way for us to stop kids from fighting with each other, and it allows Ella to have some down/reflection time instead of sticking her in front of a movie.
Reading books to her brother. Always a small happies moment, no matter how often I see it.
I’ve been nesting like it’s Spring. Surely it’s Spring somewhere?
Beach sunsets with friends.
“More sky”, he says, so Daddy steps in and shows us how it’s done.
And we sneak in a little photoshoot of my friend’s beautiful bump.