But P. is home with me for the remainder of the year so I purposefully put away the ever-present to-do list. Partly by choice and partly by chance, I didn't promise anyone anything for this week or the next. There are no appointments to get to on time or projects that need finishing up in a timely fashion. Though a small part of my brain is actually stressing out because I have not overscheduled myself as is typical, I'm having a lot of fun.
Having all this time at my disposal meant that when P. asked to make cupcakes today, it wasn't the usual slapdash affair. We made the cake together from start to finish - she even helped read the recipe card. The chocolate icing was her idea, and I went crazy with the chocolate. And then we rolled and cut out fondant decorations using the new cookie cutters I got for Christmas.
And then just because we are crazy like that, we decided to go outside in the freezing rain. Seriously, freezing. (I have this thing about getting fresh air at least once a day, no matter what the temperature. When I'm working full time, rain and cold winds are typically a turn off, but when I'm home I feel like bundling up in rain gear is NBD.)
Our enthusiasm for the day's outdoor adventure lasted for one lap around the block - mainly because the wind picked up and the rain started falling harder and fingers got chilly and there was a surprising lack of puddles in our neighborhood. Still, fresh air!
I'm loving this. Really loving it. The one downside is that all this weekday fun is really driving home the fact that I don't get to enjoy the P.'s best hours five days out of seven. I'd actually started thinking of P. as kind of a cranky kid recently. But she's not a cranky kid. She's just kind of cranky at 4 p.m. after a long day out interacting with other people - just like her mama. At home with me, she's been enthusiastic and engaged and open to trying new things. Heck, she's been open to taking an umbrella out in the freezing rain to look for rocks, just because I suggested it. Now I'm kicking around all kinds of ideas in my head again, like starting an in-home preschool for a small group of kids or... well, I don't know.
I guess you could call this week kind of bittersweet? Mostly sweet, for sure, but still a tad bitter.