We ate dinner around the table, talked about our day, ate killer hamburgers, and then we headed outside.......together. Brad and I talked about our day while the kids rode their bikes. Our oldest kids asked to go over to a friends house, but we felt we should be a family. Together. Next thing I know, a little basketball game errupts followed by tree climbing.
I am continually struck by how important down-time is to a family. Huge blocks of time where NOTHING is planned. I am learning that REAL life happens in those blocks of time; the good stuff. It is in these blocks of time we connect. We laugh. We love. We play. We cuddle. We argue. We forgive. We actually LIVE.
I have made a commitment to myself that I will not parent out of fear. Lofty goal, I know. Over scheduling our family CAN be a result of fear. Fear my child can't compete. Fear my child won't have friends. Fear my child will fail. Fearing I will Fail MY Child. The list goes on.
The days are long but the years are short. I don't want to waste these precious years in my car running from this to that. In the blink of an eye, they will all be teenagers and never here. I accept that; so today we will live with open schedules, free time, and togetherness.