regular stuff

Monday is turning out to be my favourite day of the week. All of the business of the weekend has passed and the house is relatively calm and quiet-my two favourite things. My little one is mellow, I usually have coffee with a friend and we take our day very easily. Yesterday was an insane day-playdates, pick ups, IKEA (on a Sunday before Christmas...), the Christmas tree, baking, meals, sewing, clean ups of a varied assortment, watching my friend's kids in the evening so she could go out with her hubby, managing R's bad mood-every year when there is a Christmas activity he gets all tired and cranky-hilarious. He thinks he's MR.Christmas but he's not-a half hour watching soccer and he was as good as new! My big girl had a cool milestone-her first time on the GO train by herself to a friend's sleepover and back. I was actually so excited to meet her at the train, my this-much-closer-to-being-grown-up-girl. Watching them get independant and capable is such a great feeling-it compensates for them not being so little and cute anymore. Pre teens are so spazzy that it's not often I get to feel Mother-Pride, so I'm riding it. This is all such mundane stuff but it does take up so much space in our lives-you just hope to grab snippets of intimacy and openess throughout the day as they come towards you in the midst of it all-the pride, the love, the sense of belonging, the caretaking, the jokes, the cuddles at the end of the day.