Tuesday, August 7, 2007

I Believe....

Life is quirky. I'll plan a stupendous day of fun--- Disneyland, or the beach, or silly games at the park- and unexpectedly--tantrums, back talking or a bad case of the grumpies will make everything go south. Then, there are the days that have no expectations- the days that kind of unfold and surprise you with their pleasantness.

Today was that kind of day. I was knee deep in IRS muck- collecting random bits of information from California and Texas- while trying to decipher my absentminded husband's deductions, a discombobulated move across country and a snafoo with an IRA into some reasonable cohesiveness- and my girls? They were hilarious.

We spent all day in our jammies. Unwashed and stinky- my girls transformed their pajama party into a pretend world of make believe. A current obsession with Peter Pan meant "Wendy" and not Mommy cursed at miniscule bank statements today. "Captain Hook" called in from the hospital a few times and Tinkerbell took a blessed three hour nap to never-neverland this afternoon. And Peter? My 3.5 year old, aggressively stubborn Peter Pan? She was so scrumptious- so filled with bubbled over delight that I wish I could bottle one tiny ounce of today- to uncork and savor in 11 years when she thinks I'm persona non grata.

I watched a rerun of "No Reservations" tonight- and Anthony Bourdain goes to a remote village in China. I realized that I will probably never eat a dumpling with a straw, or hold a falcon on my arm or catch fish with trained birds instead of rods. That used to depress me- to realize there was so much of the world unfolding that I would never see. But now, I realize it is not so much what you see, but how you see it. And my day? My day spent doing taxes and bullshit paperwork? My day transformed into one of those rare occasions where you stop and savor the blessings at hand. I've got a curly haired Peter Pan and a very bald Tinkerbell to thank for that one.

1 comment:

Tara said...

I love this post. It is now "what you see, but how you see it." As a mom, I feel like I made some difficult personal choices to give some things up - but at the end of the day - it is all worth it, isn't it?

Give Tinkerbell and Peter Pan kisses from their Buffalo cousins, Hans Solo and Luke Skywalker, okay?