It's not belly fat....
...it's an empty room.
It's not dirty dishes...
...it's searching for honeysuckles instead of an immaculate kitchen.
It's not noise...
...it's laughter, play, and an evaporating soundtrack of these most precious days.
It's not crumbs and clutter...
...it's hard evidence of where we've been and all we've done today so when Daddy asks we can actually remember.
It's not just another trip to the grocery store...
...it's a chance to see pomegranates, taste satay, and make eye contact with strangers.
It's not nowhere new to go...
...it's what small but exciting thing can I show you?
It's not may the best man win...
...it's knowing how to stay out of the race in the first place.
It's not skipping a nap...
...it's a chance to spend time with you and only you for a few extra minutes.
It's not making it to the end of the night...
...it's a temporary curtain call on the greatest show in town.
until tomorrow!
2 comments:
I just tweeted and FB'd this all over the undiverse. Now I will turn off my computer and go love on my 3 bunnies.
thank you, crk! a million times thank you. i'm all embarrassed and don't know why really. guess i know how far your blog (and tweetdeck - oohlala!) reaches and it's a far lot greater than my 10-13 (awesomely splendid) who sometimes click in to check to make sure i haven't unraveled (not mentioning names such as the one i could mention on NY housewives - achem!) yet. anyway. <3 you lots.
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