Happy Hour With The Kids

the best?

the best?

Did you ever have one of those moments when you just want to freeze time? I had  one of those this afternoon.

It was about an hour before dinner. Everything was prepared and ready to go on the grill. Baby was asleep. The big  kids were finishing up a video. The house was relatively straightened up, and all was quiet.

I went to the pantry and spied a box of Triscuits, which  got me to hankering for a little pre-dinner snack. I put together a plate of Triscuits and pepperoni and Colby/Jack cheese. Then I decided to splurge and open a bottle of wine.

When I went out to the deck to turn on the grill, I realized that the heat and humidity of the last few weeks had dissipated. So  I grabbed my snack and took it out to the deck and invited the kids to join me, which they did.

There was a stillness that seems to accompany late  afternoon, and a gentle warm breeze was blowing in from across the cornfields beside our development. The temperature was just right, and there was hardly any humidity in the air.

The view off our deck is really nice. The houses  behind us aren’t too close to us or to each other, and there is a lovely tree line in the distance. The sky was blue with just a few billowy white clouds.

So there we sat, in the shade of the house, nibbling on our snacks. The kids were delightfully agreeable, without a whiny or cross word. I found myself  drinking in their little images, wishing I could hold onto the innocence of their present ages, trying to imprint the memory of their faces and little bodies in my mind.

David has recently taken on the strong, lean body of an athletic schoolboy, and his face suddenly seems that of a much older child. Caroline is no longer a chubby toddler, but now is all tanned arms and legs and wavy blond hair and expressive hazel eyes. How quickly they change, and then it is almost impossible to recall the expressions and features of the outgrown stages.

At that moment, everything seemed peaceful, serene, uncomplicated. These are the days I hope to remember when I look back on this  stage of my life. I just sat and tried to soak up the moment. I would stop time if it were within my power, just to make it last a little longer.