The sun did come out about the time the bus rolled up and we raced straight to the park. The kids rode their scooters and marched around the wetlands directly behind this structure, catching tadpoles and filling their shoes with muck.
I walked the swampy perimeter, listening to the wind move through the reeds. My kids love being in the mud; country living would suit them - especially Lexi - just fine.
It's how I grew up. I spent countless hours alone with my thoughts, pretending I was the new girl in My Side of the Mountain, foraging for myself on the back of our 2 acres.
I think my family needs Greg to have a shorter commute, and we'll need lots of community when we move, so we will stay 'in town'. I was just discussing this with one of my favorite people over coffee just that morning.
But I can't deny I reconsidered briefly while I watched the kids stumble through the grass, mud slushed up their shins, begging for just a few more minutes in the quiet.
*I had to utilize the FAQs at T-mobile to upload the picture from my phone. I'm so ashamed, and completely unhip when it comes to texting. *sigh*