Loading up the van trying to remember everything from dog food, toilet paper, tooth brushes, swimming suits, phone chargers, snacks, to camping gear. Wife says “Did you check the engine oil and the tire air pressure?”
Getting the house ready for vacancy : thermostat, watering the plants, paying bills, trash out, lights off, security lights on,…
And finally pulling out of the driveway,
Wife says “Honey, did you turn the oven off?”
Family huddles and shouts out “Let’s have a great trip!”
Barely 15 minutes into the trip, one of the kids says “Could you stop? I have to go potty.”
We supersized it to accommodate our little sleep walkers.
Docked in our bedroom like an aircraft carrier, its vastness dwarfs my personal space.
But when it fills up with the whole family, it feels like a nest that provides a primordial sense of comfort and security.
My seven year old has grown tall before my very eyes, shooting up like a corn stalk, shedding baby fat and toddler clumsiness in the process. But yesterday, he exclaimed ” Tooth fairy came last night!”. Ahh, he is still in the golden age where magic and untainted innocence is possible. Don’t grow up too fast, my child.