Another sunny day at the park.
You can always tell when spring comes, because, more often than not, the boy and I can be found at the park after school. He gets rid of his excess energy by running and jumping and playing, and I amuse myself by sitting on a bench (or on a rock under a tree as is the case today) with a cup of coffee or other such beverage, and either play with my iPod, or take inspiration from the surroundings to create something, whether it be a drawing or a poem, or even a blog post.
I haven’t always been an outdoorsy person, and I still make no claims to being a nature lover, but I will admit that it’s growing on me. There’s just something so relaxing about a warm day spent in the sun, watching your child enjoy himself and just being.
When I was working, by the time I picked the kid up and got home and got him fed, I was so tired that the idea of taking the boy to the park seemed like such an ordeal. That all changed when I had to leave my job. I had all this time and so we started going to the park. At first, I had to bring stuff to keep myself busy, but after a while I realized how fun it was just to watch him play and enjoy himself. Who doesn’t enjoy seeing their child happy? Mom’s happy too, because when the kid burns off all that energy, his mood improves, and he sleeps better.
These days, the boy’s old enough that he plays mostly on his own, unless he wants me to watch something, at which point I drop everything and watch him. It’s pretty awesome. Win/win, actually. Boy gets to play, and mommy gets a break AND quality mommy-boy time. What else could you ask for?