Hello world, its good to be out again.

We had a mid day snack, Wyatt and I. We found our self in a place we’ve never been before but passed daily. Him dress in his super hero gear, me in my pjs with non washed hair but armed with my camera.

  As I walked into this little cafe strategically placed in front of the old train station. I made this tiny placed in my mind, carry more meaning that it normally would. It was my fresh start, my moment to get back out into the real world and breath.

People tell you that the little things in life are what really matter and today I relearned that.

We ate fresh steak sandwiches, munched on the cold Cajon chicken salad and sipped on our hot cocoa while we read the out dated newspapers laughing at the stories we made up to go along with the pictures. And as the trains pass by this old cafe, I thought about how all I wanted to do was slow this moment down. I wanted to be here, like this every day with him.

I left the guilt I felt the days prior and was here this time. Really here, soaking in every minute of it.

I took a depth breath and thought hello world, its good to be out again. Its good to move on.

Now if I can just keep going this way all will be well and I can finally say goodbye to my cabin fever.

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So we went on an adventure.

On this day we took a drive through the canyon. The music slightly on, the windows down drawing in the brisk fall air. Wyatt and our niece Neriah laughing in the backseat while my little sister and I talked about life.

I grew up with a ton of sisters and we were always close but then I got married, had a kid and we don’t see each other has much as we like. So when I get together with one of them we always have some type of adventure.

My little sister Breanne is one of those rare souls who understands the deep meaning of life and each time we get together I pour out my soul to her and she always knows what to say and how to improve any issues. This day was no different.

I talked about how I felt like my life was moving fast and she talked about I could slow it down. She paid close attention to Wyatt and showed him how the leaves float in the water and how to properly throw rocks in the lake.

She admired the scenery with me and talked about how gorgeous the world could be if we only let it just be that way. We would jump in the car and drive to new location laughing along the way.

We found hidden trails, lakes, bugs and made leaf bouquets. We walked for miles, talked for what seemed like days all the while the morning turned into the afternoon.

As our legs tired from all the hiking we left finding a small cafe to fill our tummy's and reflect on the day.

Not only was this day about having a fall adventure it was more about freshening the bond with my sister and I feel like we did just that.

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Dude, Pick. either the dishes or the laundry.

Right now, my husband and I are in a little tiff about who is responsible for cleaning what. This has been an on going agreement ever since his lived with me. It goes like this.
Cody says “I work more hours then you so I don’t think I should have to do more around here.” We both have only 2 days off. His “more” hours consist of having a paper route in the morning for HIS extra cash like I have my photography on the side for MY extra cash. Plus I feel like I do more with the kid.
like feed him and bath him.
So we go back and forth about who should do the dishes, who should do the laundry, and clean the bathroom. He will say “you do them and I will put them away.” which I think is bull because I end up doing all the HARD work while he’d get to sit and then put them away. All I am asking from him is to do at least one job completely. So then I also have time to do the things I love.
But with all that being said I get why he also gets overwhelmed with me. Because I am the type of person who when I have a day off I don’t use it to catch up on the house work I use it to catch up on my time with Wyatt.
We have Wyatt dates.

Sunday I had the day off so we woke up early, ate breakfast and hurried to the only movie time they had for Winnie the Pooh. Wyatt sat next to me filling his belly with a huge bucket of popcorn and fishy gummies. He would laugh at the appropriate time which made me think about just how big he was getting.
Here I was with a two and half year old boy who acts like he is four. He understands, knows when to listen, and is potty trained plus holds conversations with me.

A year ago I craved for this type of interaction from him. I wanted these quite moments that we now have on these dates. I wanted the questions he asks, I wanted the quite giggles in the movies, I wanted the shirks of happiness when something excites him. But really honestly I just wanted the conversations.

Of course when I plan in my head for our date I think this (READ THIS HUSBAND) We will go to ________ , then I will come home and do the dishes and or laundry etc."
But once the main event is finished I then think this… “That was so fun what else could we do?” The dishes are put out of my mind and we just keep going on our date.
the “what else we could do” event we did Sunday was go to the aquarium.

Now I have known about this place for awhile but its like an hour drive away so we never gone before which I regret now.
This aquarium was small but a blast. We saw on ton of fishes, sea horses, snakes, frogs, bugs, jelly fish. but the main event were the penguins. They swam so fast jumping out of the water it was fantastic!

We ended up going through the aquarium 3 or 4 times but what was great that each time we went through it Wyatt got excited to see the same things that it was like he never saw them before it was fantastic!

So the dishes and laundry can wait because Wyatt will never be this age again. Ever. and I feel like it is more important to spend this type of time with him then it is to have a clean house.
Could I clean more and be less on the computer? Yes.
But husband could you help out more too? Yes.
So pick dude, laundry or dishes?
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