Endurance Training

It sounds awful, but I've had almost two weeks of William free days. I didn't go to the gym, cook dinner outside a cereal box, or listen to Avery and Will yell back in forth before I drown them out in the "Big Bad Meanie Mom" voice that transcends from these vocal cords in a chorus unheard by most - except when this sibling business entered my life 22 months ago. So in this short free time, I have blissfully ran in and out of stores with one arm free FROM the nagging that comes with an independent five year old and shopping: "Hold my hand", "Do you need to go to the bathroom?" "No, I'm not buying that." "We're going in here because I WANT TO!" Sure, I can get a lot done, but without Will I find myself walking around without much direction (this happens when you let the first born boss YOU around).

  

I love the relationship Will and Avery have. When we picked up Will from Dave's family reunion in Cameron, Texas on Saturday, Will had such a deep sense of happiness and love come across his face when he saw his sister as he asked her for a record long hug. (And she didn't hit him.) It's so sweet. Unfortunately, two days later it's overshadowed by screeching about toys, hitting, hairpulling, scratching, getting the elusive "Dandy" or "Choc Milk" which is all done by Avery who is quickly tattled on by Will. In turn they both get in trouble, basically because in the Summer Heat (AND it's NOT technically Summer)I have the patience of a crack addict.

He's back and I've lost all the endurance I gained throughout their short lives. Wish me luck as I frantically make a list of all the activities a girl with two can do. We rush off to the park in the morning and I'm already hitting up the Mantra "This too Shall Pass", I pray that quickly I remember what it's like and am recharged and ready to go before tomorrow comes (or the summer's over). Meanwhile, I've logged some miles outside running (mostly from the fear of long summer days) and this is a good thing. Just keep me away from the grab and go food I can stuff anxiously in my mouth between "Please, just eat your brussel sprouts." "You can't have twizzlers for breakfast." "No, Avery, we don't have cake." Oh, please, I pray 3 miles away from my house, can't I just enjoy this time rather than wish (run) it away.