Those of you that don’t know me well may not know this, but
it’s completely true. I have a moral objection to socks. I know, it sounds
silly. I don’t care. My stance on socks is twofold. I’ll explain.
My primary reason is that they trap my feet. Yes, trap. My
poor little toes are forced to endure captivity for all those long months. It’s
not nice. Perhaps that’s why I have such a shoe fetish. If my poor little
tootsies are going to be prisoners, it better be a nice cage.
My secondary reason, which is actually more logical, is that
socks are worn (primarily) to protect feet from the cold. Yes, the cold. That
cold that invades your bones and makes your soul shiver. Yuck. I didn’t vote
for cold. Did you?
Yesterday, we celebrated my husband’s 40th
birthday. It was about a week late, but having a party on the actual day wasn’t
possible. Our home was happily invaded by 16 guests, making a total of 20. We
barbequed enough food for a small army and I baked him a cake. It was chaos but
very low key. A ton of fun.
What’s the connection, you ask? The warm weather of course!
We BBQ’d and hung out on the porch and deck. We opened the
windows and propped open the doors. People milled around freely. The kids (our
2, plus 4 others) hit the backyard with a vengeance. They constructed sand
castles in the sand box, played on the swings and took the swing set by storm.
My son and the other little boy created a game of “kick the chair” where one of
them placed a plastic chair strategically at the bottom of the slide and the other slid
down to kick it as far as possible. Now that’s creativity at its finest.
They got totally filthy. It was beautiful!
Want to know the best part?
The kids didn’t need us. They were too busy playing. We have
arrived.
I’ve overheard moms talk about their kids disappearing for
extended periods of time, allowing them to actually finish a conversation at a
social event. I just hadn’t really experienced it. Not outside. The basement
(our kid toy zone) allows for that but outside has never held that luxury for
us. Until now.
IT WAS AWESOME!
As host, I was pretty busy getting food organized and
keeping things flowing. And the kids let me do it. I can’t wait for spring
weather to be here on a more regular basis. I can’t wait to pack lunches, pick
my kids up from preschool and take them to the park for a picnic lunch and play
time. I can’t wait to put them in the backyard when they get cranky.
I love spring.
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