One rhythm that we've sort of fallen into lately is having breakfast in the kitchen. This too wasn't intentional, I just find it easier to serve and clean up this way. (Note: cleaning up spilled smoothie is so much easier when just wiping off the floor, as opposed to the table, chair and floor!). Most of our breakfasts are just me, Gabe and Isaiah since Dave is at work and the older boys are at school. I never really thought too much about it, but today as I took time to notice it I realized I really love this routine.
We don't have an eating space in our kitchen, so Isaiah sits in his high chair while I prepare our meal, and Gabe and I usually sit on the floor to eat (right by the warm air vent). There have been a couple times when I've wondered if that's weird, but I've decided I don't care either way. There's something about it being different than every other meal that makes it feel special. And eating on the floor! I mean really. The warm air vent is on the wall where our kitchen cabinets meet the floor, so sometimes we open the cabinets and sit in that warm little air pocket. Sometimes Dave has walked in the door to find us there and wondered if I was at my wit's end- to which I laughed and told him it's just warm and cozy right there!
Life at home with little kids can be so mundane, but taking the time to notice these simple joys makes mundane a little more meaningful. After all, every day can't be extraordinary. Not even close. But ordinary can be unique and enjoyable. I think it's important to notice the joy of "ordinary" and to teach our kids to as well. Ordinary days make up our lives, and noticing the little joys just makes life that much sweeter.
xo,
Lindsay
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