It’s spring break over here at our house. This entire week, we’ve got no plans. No, literally– not a one. And we are like three little happy clams over here. In fact, it’s 10 a.m. right now, and we’re all three in our jammies. The only thing wrong with this picture? Nothing…if you remove the slight nagging guilt I feel at not DOING something ‘meaningful’ with my 6 and 8-year olds, like every day. In fact, my guilt got to me enough to take them to the Boston Science Museum yesterday. It was actually a great time — we laughed, we leaned back in our modern-day Lazyboys at the newly-built planetarium, we ate spaghetti and meatballs in the cafeteria. I even posted a picture on Facebook of them in front of dinosaur bones, proof positive that — SEE! — we are having awesome quality time together.
This morning, my wheels are already turning…what can we DO? And it has nothing to do with feeling overwhelmed or annoyed at having my kids home. At their ages, we all just hang out, read, watch a little tv (okay, or a lot depending on the mood). So what’s wrong with doing nothing? Nothing. You know what? I am going to make an effort today to just BE.
And not feel a bit bad about it.