More of THIS.

My dear friends, summer vacation has [finally] arrived.

Today we went to the library and filled our bag so full that I was the only one who could carry it.

And on the way home we stopped at the park. 

While the kids played, I sat in the shade.  I enjoyed the cool breeze. 

I breathed.  (Nope, it was no coincidence that I happened to drive to my favorite park...the one with a lot of shade and a few children.)

And I took a picture of Blake and me.

And I realized, THIS.  I want more of this.

I want more silly pictures.

I want more cheering on the kids as they conquer monkey bars and once too-tough tunnels.

I want more piles of library books.

You know, it's funny.  I spend much of my time trying to get so many things done so that I have something to write about. 

And at the end of the day, I want to write...but I don't have any words.

Yet, when I slow down...when I take the time to breathe and do nothing?

That's when I find something to say.

I want more of this.