Rainy Day

I love a day when I don't have to leave the house. There is time to play with the boys, catch up on laundry, read books, make cookies. I woke up this morning to the sound of steady rain on the roof, remembering we had nothing on the calendar. I knew it would be a good day.

Now Will has a different idea of a perfect day. This kid asks me every night before bed, "Where are we going tomorrow? Who are we going to see?" We are wired so differently. Still, he loves a day at home.

This morning, I cleaned a bathroom with the boys "help" and finally vacuumed the upstairs (napping and early to bed children can really make that a challenge). That sense of accomplishment helped me to put aside other chores and get down on the floor and play. I don't do that enough. Then we made homemade playdough - and spent most of the morning sculpting.
I brought up the play kitchen from the basement. It's been out of rotation for over a year. Like a brand new toy. The boys made me a cake.

Good thing I went to the library yesterday. Lots of time to curl up and read. I picked up a great book... do you know Dogger by Shirley Hughes? Tender story about siblings caring for each other. The middle child - a boy - has a favorite stuffed dog, Dogger. When Dogger is lost at the older sister's school, it somehow ends up for sale at the school fair. Big sister gives up her own new treasure to get Dogger back for a disheartened little brother. I almost cried.

Peter is napping. Will is playing quietly. Still raining. I think it's time to make cookies...