This summer has been unusual so far. I mean, it's been busy, but it hasn't been insanely busy. If there's one thing I wonder about in terms of how we're raising our family, it is the seemingly relentless pace our lives.
That's not the only thing I wonder about, by the way. But in the interest of your time and for clarity's sake, let's narrow it down to this: we seem to be very busy. And it's not like I have that so called tiger mom mentality wherein I can't be at peace unless my child is hyper-engaged in meaningful development every minute of the day...but it seems nowadays having your child participate in even one measly activity is the equivalent of laying her schedule upon the altar and watching it get hacked to bits with a machete.
Multiply that by as many kids as you have and watch your own schedule get juiced in a blender.
By the by, I wonder what mentality I fall under? Probably the butterfly mom. Something flighty but not to be underestimated...perhaps throw a little hippogriff in there as well, if those things are real.
This week Sophie is at a volleyball camp at BYU. She's been training with other recruits and playing against the actual members of the men's team, who were #2 in the nation this year. Every night I get texts and phone calls from a very weary girl who is so excited and happy all I can do is listen and smile from ear to ear.
At home, it's been cousin central...my sweet little niece has been staying with us while she and Caroline attend a local volleyball camp. On the drive there and back, they regale me with questions as to how they may turn out exactly like Sophie and whether or not I will let them buy dangly earrings or the possibility of acquiring just one more fish.
For myself, I'm still running. The weather has been more exciting lately, which puts a little spring in my step. Nothing like running for your life to speed things up a bit.
Marshall continues to mesmerize me with his inscrutable ways.
The scarabs are still thrilled as ever with their new vegan way of life.
And I'm still writing. It's slow going, but nice going at the moment.
To that end, I wanted to mention what may already be obvious, namely, that posting on this blog has become sporadic as of late. I'm reluctant to announce blogging breaks because it always seems I fail to take them, a victim of my own reverse psychology. But my crazy mind also tells me I should write a note of excuse if I'm not going to be a regular at this tea party...probably completely unnecessary in your minds, I realize...more just a flaw in my own weird sense of etiquette.
I wanted to say at least this much.
And to tell you it's a rabbit.