Back when I was a full-time career woman, my calendar was full. I worked all day, went to school at least two nights a week and the rest got filled up with other activities. I thrived on always being busy and on the go and I think I even felt important because my schedule was full.
Enter Avery May. I quit my bank job to work at home and I immediately fell in love with being home. Not just taking care of Avery but physically being in my house. I've never tested it, but I think it'd be three weeks or more before I would start to go stir crazy from not leaving home. I enjoy traveling, as in taking trips, but I dislike "running errands" for little more than an excuse to get out of the house.
That being said, Avery wakes up everyday and asks, What are we going to do today, Mom? Do, I think, why, we are going to stay here at home and enjoy the monotony that is our daily life. Somedays, like the recent one below, I give in and "plan" an outing. On this particular (beautiful) day, we walked down to Main Street and stopped in to the office where Daddy was working. Then we continued on to the park, but not before the girls got distracted at the town hall front lawn, which is not used as an entrance.
Here's a couple of pictures from our big outing. (I've been teaching myself how to do more things in Photoshop.)
Fix these words of mine in your hearts and minds; tie them as symbols
on your hands and bind them on your foreheads. Teach them
to your children, talking about them when you sit
at home and when you walk along the road,
when you lie down and when you get up.
Write them on the doorframes of your houses and on your gates