I woke up this morning with miserable itchy eyes. This usually means it's time to change the bedding. I have to change out all of our bedding at least once a week since our cat, Zoe sleeps on our bed. I'm allergic to cats. I wasn't always, but it has gotten progressively worse over the last 5 years or so. I also seem to be allergic to the kids' rescued rabbit, Jack. He's very sweet, but I don't dare hold him. He doesn't sleep on our bed though so I'm not exactly sure why I brought that up. Anyway, me and my itchy eyes got right to work stripping the sheets and blankets off the bed when I noticed Grace setting up the Busytown game. She asked me to play a game with her. I thought to myself, "Okay, I can play a quick game with my girl." After Grace and I whooped the pigs at the game (if you know Busytown, you'll know what I'm talking about) I stood up, grabbed my coffee and started to head back to gather up the dirty bedding. She said, "Will you play another game with me, mama?"
You know those moments when you have a decision to make and time seems to stand still while your mind races, grasping at the right thing to do? I had one of those. I really wanted to get back to the housework. However, I looked at Grace and in a flash saw her as a grown woman. I thought, "what would I regret more...not getting the bedding changed right now or not cherishing another game with my daughter?"
We then started another game. And we once again beat those hungry pigs.
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