i would like to take just a moment of your time. i want to mark the place in history… i want to mark this very moment, because i know it won’t last much longer.
we just got back from the Y. i took the kids swimming while J worked out. K ran around the lazy river, running and screaming with a bunch of other kids (he makes friends quickly) and i floated E around the short end of the river. E had a great time… i’m telling you, that girl is absolutely fearless. she let me float her on her back and her stomach, she walked out as far as she could (the pool entrance is a ramp) and she poked the spurting water jets. we also stopped at the library so K could pick up a new stash of books, and i could grab a hold of mine.
it was a good time, but i’m glad to be home. while we’re out, i know we have to brave the cold again in order to get home, so i don’t get out much in the wintertime.
i just got a shower with E… while in there, we closed the door so all the heat from the shower and the central heating vent would warm the room up when we finished. i had to turn the water up pretty hot so it would still be warm by the time it got down to her, as she is significantly shorter than i am. when i got out, my bathrobe was toasty warm, and E didn’t even pitch a fit when it was time to wrap up in a towel. (she hates ending bath/shower time)
i got her dressed, and dressed myself in a pair of my husbands comfy pajamas and my still toasty warm bathrobe. for once… just once this winter, i feel okay. my toes don’t feel like ice cubes, my fingers aren’t numb. i’m sleepy, and warm, and with the feeling of just getting out of the pool still in my head, it almost feels like summer.
i absolutely refuse to go outside in the 9 degree weather to ruin the effect.
i can already feel the chill of the house sucking away my warmth, to replace it with the winter frost… but for this moment, i am toasty warm and comfortable.