I feel like I’ve spent the last two weeks cramming.
Cramming in shooting and editing, end of school projects, concerts and programs, parties and activities…cramming in life. Tomorrow is the last day of school. The last day I will ever have a kindergartner. The last day I will have a son in junior high. Big things are on the horizon.
It’s a cliche and I know it, but lately there are moments that I wish I had some kind of pause button for. They’re never perfect–what moments in real life ever are–but they dance on the edges of perfection (even if it is a sort of wild and wiggly kind of dance around here).
When I became a mother I expected those feelings. People told me about them. The second Isaac was handed to me in the stiff striped blanket in the hospital, I felt that need to pause. It was the same with Gracie and Evie.
Milestones. Laughter. Silliness. Stillness. Pause.
It is for that precise reason that I am looking forward to the lazy days of summer. While I am fully willing to admit that by the time school starts in the Fall, I will be more than ready, for now, summer truly appeals to me. Just the idea makes me breathe in a little deeper.
Sleeping late. Outside meals. Sandy toes. Warm nights. Pause.
Or at least, slow down.
Some people in this house may be intent on hitting milestones and growing up, but I intend to savor the next few months as much as I can.
Even if the only tools in my arsenal are my camera, my ability to take drippy towels and waterlogged kids with a grain of salt, and the occasional dancing on perfection sunset moments.
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P.S. This is, hands down, the most pictures I have EVER used in one post. Honestly though, I couldn’t skip even one of them. The night, thanks to my amazing mom’s suggestion that we picnic on the island, was as close to perfection as I have seen in a long time.