Wednesday, January 20


The greatest part of my existence right now, and I can hardly believe I'm going to say this out loud, is helping Egan practice his viola. This morning he came bumping down the stairs toting his pint size viola in hand, rubbing his bleary eyes with the other. In his Spider Man boxers. At 7:30 am.

"I brought down my viola because it's time to practice."

I filled my coffee cup and follwed Egan and his dragging viola case into the family room. He narrated his every move while uncasing his prized instrument.

Something I am beginning to embrace is the very fortunate hassle of parenting. Not sure if it's observing other parents or finally growing into my role. As you may recall I often struggle with what I'm supposed to do. Being selfish and putting off my kids can be a lot easier than forcing myself to spend time with them. Because honestly? That's how I feel most of the time: that I have to FORCE myself to hang out with them. Perhaps falling into parenting created this monster. At this point it doesn't matter. I am doing the best that I can with what I've got. And that's a whole hellofa lot.


Rob and Meg said...

OMG. He plays the viola?! oh HELL YA!

dallaire said...

I wonder what my blog entries would have looked like in 1979. If we had blogs. Or the internet. Or computers.

Dang kids! Get offa my lawn!