It's turned into a warmishly uncomfortable day, but it started off cool and fresh. Windows that were open to catch the breeze are now closed to the pressing heat. The wind is still blowing softly, though, and the sound makes me think of fall. Rustling, shaking, swooshing. It feels like there's autumn gathering its courage out there, somewhere in the woods.
But inside, we're still in the grip of summer. Lauren's wearing her citrus-covered 'orange' dress -- it's yellow. Mia picked out a yellow and purple skirt this morning, added a brown shirt for seriousness, red socks for hilarity, and golden shoes for practicality: you can't be a princess without golden shoes. They sit at the table -- covered with coloring implements and scribbled papers -- eating their lunches with more playfulness than intent to ingest. Still, their plates are emptying well enough. Peppers and carrots are inexplicably dipped in a pile of peanut butter, sandwiches are peeled apart and put back together, fingers are played with....anything to avoid finishing quickly.
Good thing we don't need to finish quickly today. It's a nothing day. A day that began with a trip to the library and the paying of overdue fees. A day that's continued with slow movement and begrudged errands. A day that will be moving towards naptime soon, thankfully.
In the meantime, though, we're enjoying our lunch. We're playing spelling games:
Mama, what does e-l-e-l-e-l-e-l-e spell?
Mama, what does f-r-t-g-j-r-e spell?
And when I pronounce whatever nonsense she's just created, Mia roars with laughter. Lauren giggles, not quite sure she's getting the joke, but happily playing along.
In the middle of typing, I look up to see that my toddler has covered with peanut butter the palm and fingertips on one splayed hand. It's time to go.
What does your snapshot look like today?