May Day was a big day at the Garth household.
First thing in the morning, I heard some very nice things about the book I just finished which put me in a spin-around-the-kitchen mood.
It was breakfast time and the novelty of me acting more giddy than my children wore off fast.
"Good job, Mom. I'm proud of you," said my daughter. She gave me a hug before turning conversation back to really important things....like her Maypole Dance that was to be performed that evening.
My son also had important business that needed attention. He had a baseball game that night and also wanted to describe, via ten minute monologue, the costume he'll be wearing in the second grade play. He's a pilot. He gets to talk a lot. I think the casting people knew what they were doing!
And being pulled back down like a helium balloon owned by my children. "Mom, where's my mitt?" "Mom, watch while I twirl my skirt." "Mom, make sure you bring the video camera!" "Mom, when are Grandma and Grandpa coming?"
After the Maypole dance performance my daughter and I sat on my bed together and I listened to her talk. She wanted to know my favorite parts. "Was it the Grande Ronde or did you like our peel off? What about our weave? Did you notice a difference between the first weave and the second?"
After I'd been educated about the difference between white and red ribbon holders and odd and even dancers," she leaned back on the bed, sighed, and said, "It was a really good day!"
"Yes," I said. "It really was."
She looked at me like she was surprised. "Oh yeah, your book. That's good news too."
And that's when I remembered two things. One, perspective is everything.
And two, without real life inspiration; the Maypole, the baseball mitts, the sad disappointments, momentary triumphs and the end of the day spent rehashing it all, I would never have anything to write about.
It's one of those writing/life truths that sometimes slips away from me. By writing it down I'm hoping to keep better track of it.
Oh, and Child #2 wanted me to inform the readers of this blog he had two good hits and a moonball (which means pop fly, I think??)
Like I said, it was a really good day!