It never fails. The first warm weekend of spring and my children chomp at the bit to have their bikes brought out from the garage. What also never fails is that I can never get the bikes down off their hooks and we all have to wait for my husband to get home to lift them down to the ground.
I'm supposed to be working right now but I can't stop thinking of yesterday.
Paul, the boys and I met up with my sister-in-law and niece and went to Canada's Wonderland for the day.
I made the purposeful decision to leave my phone at home. There was no email checking, sending quick texts or taking pictures to tweet out to show everyone what a wonderful day I was having. It was our family having fun for us. It was me being focused and paying attention to my kids.
And they noticed.
I feel big changes afoot.
I make no bones about the fact that I am completely against loot bags filled with crap but I'm also against how birthday parties have become a competitive sport. I got caught up in the birthday party mayhem when my boys were younger—movie parties, parties at indoor playgrounds, face painters—all for little kids who could easily be entertained with a box.