It's been rather quiet around here. We spent a wonderful week at the cabin, away from everything, but family and good food. We bundled the kids to within an inch of their lives (we've got this great baby sleeping bag thing that we put Viv in and Sam was layer upon layer on felted wool and Gortex). Then we all piled onto the snow machines and loaded our gear into sleds and headed up to the cabin. The road to the cabin isn't plowed, so the last mile of the trip is either made by snowmobile or ski. I often think of pioneers and remember the descriptions in Little House on the Prairie of them bundling up in the sleigh. Although I love the novelty of having to carry everything in for that last mile, I'm certainly grateful for the warm car that drove us the other five hours of the trip!
The last couple weeks I've been thinking about time, energy, emotion, creativity, and how best to allocate those precious resources. My feeling is that I'm in a season where I want to devote a bit more of those things to my family and home, so you'll likely find me in this space a bit less often. Though I'll certainly be dropping in now and again.
I love the slow post-holiday pace of life. After the whirlwind of the Christmas season (no matter how simple we aim for, there's just no getting around the fact that there are so many loved ones to see, songs to sing, surprises to make and cookies to eat, yes?), it feels so good to simply hang around the house and just be. Be silly with my little ones, be creative in the kitchen (or maybe just stick to my old standbys!), be indulgent in a bubble bath with a good book...
Sam made Vivian a makeshift entertainment center by tying some of his toys to the underside of the table. And a mirror that I've been meaning to donate, but has been languishing by the front door, has turned into an impromtu easle. It's a good thing we didn't spend a lot on toys this year:)
Hope you're enjoying the slower pace of these short and cozy winter days too.