There are a lot of sweet photos on my hard drive from last weekend when our daughter and grandson came to visit. This one touches my heart.
I had decided to get the paint out and make our hand prints on some finished pieces I had prepared. One went home with my daughter and the other is here with us. Sweet little Garrett hands along with Papa Mark, Grandma Friday, and Mommy.
Grandma Friday (a.k.a. yours truly) decided that foot prints would be fun to try, too. Yellow paint, a piece of cloth, my kitchen floor, and a cookie sheet to hold the paint. I step in the paint, nearly fall on my *_____ because it is slick, and then onto the cloth. I repeat this process with Garrett, carefully placing him just where I want him to stand.
And all went pretty well.
Except we had very yellow feet. Off to the bathroom, sit on the edge of the tub, use lots of water and soap, add some giggling when we see how yellow the tub gets…and there went the paint down the drain.
(Knowing my daughter reads this, I have to warn her. Don’t leave the paint out when you decide to paint your house or something. I can just see the little man repeating what Grandma Friday has taught him! He does imitate everything he sees us do.)
And here I have this beautiful canvas, and great memories! Sweet little feet of a bright and handsome and fun little boy who wore his superman cape the whole weekend. Compared to the size of mine I know they are small, but no bigger imprint has been made on our hearts, let me assure you.
As I write this there are some toys still sitting in the living room, reminding us of the time we spent. It is always hard to put those things away. Always.
Meanwhile, this has been the perfect week to step back from blogging a bit and think about what direction it will take. What has come to my awareness is just how much time I spend each and every day looking at a computer screen…and it is too much. After working five hours at a computer five days a week, then coming home and reading other blogs, doing my own work, it gets to be a lot.
Can you relate? My challenge is to find a way to use my time more wisely.
I’m so grateful for the time with family and friends, face to face, heart to heart, sharing our lives and our stories. I still want to share my story here with images and words. April is my time to fine tune that, and I thank you for your patience.