Sunday, March 11, 2012

Home again / Home again / Jiggety-jig

We are back at my parents' house in Western WA and I didn't even miss my flight to get here.  We flew out of Sioux Falls, where we walked outside and climbed a rolling stairway to get onto the plane.

So far we've stayed home a lot, and have seen a couple of aunts and a grandma, a brother, a sister, and a SIL.  The boy-ohs amassed a large collection of pet bugs stored in plastic containers within the first couple of days.  They have spent a good chunk of time in the misty, moisty mornings, when cloudy was the weather, outside.  Truen has his very own spotted pet slug and Diego has the tiniest little brown salamander that he found in the crook of a rotting log, about the half the size of my pinky finger. 

The grass is green, the trees are budding, crocus and daffodils are up, and the birds are twittering.  Spring . . . the most beautiful of seasons here in the Pacific Northwest.  Ahhhhhh . . . I am soaking it in.  Though Squeeze did report that it was in the mid-60s F at home yesterday.  Yow!  Talk about unseasonably warm.

My parents heat with wood, so the house is toasty warm and the boys are running around in their undies for most of the day.  They do that at home too, but here they have a valid excuse.  It is haaaaaaht.  I'm in a t-shirt and little pants vs. the woolens I usually cavort around in at home in the winter.

I am enjoying the relative leisure of being here, my main job being to keep these wild things tame.  I'm cooking and cleaning as well, but it has a different, less suffocating feel to it.  And there is so much less of a toy mess to wrangle.  A nice reprieve.  And.  And!  I should say.  I'm trying to relax and enjoy my boy-ohs.  Play.  Read.  Snuggle.  I do all these at home too, but I feel less pressured to finish and start on some other task here.  It feels good.

My dad is reading Prince Caspian aloud to us, which brings a menagerie of memories and atmosphere back for me.  Diego is transfixed, Truen listens while he plays, and I try to keep the baby under wraps while sitting and listening, which involves a lot of belly-bouncing and lazy nursing.

So here we are.  Home.  It feels so good to be a daughter again, re-connecting with my roots.

Love to all.


lil' mama said...

Lovely post :) Made me smile. Enjoy your time with family.

Ashley said...

can't wait to see you!

mschirber said...

love this. i am so glad you are soaking up the time!