Today I was experiencing some serious burnout. We've had some beautiful weather this week, and we've spent a lot of time outside. You would think this would help the burnout situation, but instead, all of our allergies have kicked into high gear. People in this house have been coughing and sniffling all week and also are having a hard time concentrating on anything. I know exactly how they feel, because with a pounding head and aching sinuses I've had a hard time focusing this week too. Is this what they mean by spring fever?
This morning the kids woke up looking forward to their afternoon cooking class, but a set of misplaced car keys caused us to miss it (a prime example of my aforementioned focusing problem). It's pretty sad that, when after looking for said keys for a very looooong time, your two year old ends up finding them. Not caring that I had been bested by my toddler, I felt only relief and gratitude for her astute powers of observation which I obviously lack. So in an effort to make things up to some disappointed but forgiving children, I announced that we would take a picnic to the park and attempt to fly our kites. (Yes, I'm a glutton for punishment since everyone's allergies were going haywire. But I figured what the heck, we might as well enjoy the beautiful weather while we're miserable! :)
The girls each have these cute, miniature kites - one is a frog, the other a ladybug. (A photo would be so great here, but I forgot the camera at home!) Superman has a larger fighter plane kite. Conditions were perfect, and all three kites practically flew on their own. The kids got to hold their own strings, and all three of them had their kites soaring really high and were even doing some dips and loops! We did have some crashes, so I was doing a lot of winding up string and re-launching. Our afternoon was looking up, and I was thinking how this was just so much easier than I thought it would be (you know, one adult trying to help three small children fly three kites). People were passing by and smiling and congratulating the kids on such wonderful kite-flying, and I was feeling like the most spontaneous and fun-loving homeschool mom on earth.
And then...disaster struck. As I was helping Superman set his kite up to fly again, I glanced up in time to see Sweet Pea bringing hers back to me. The string holder thingy was in her hand and the kite was trailing along on the ground very far behind her. All of a sudden the wind whipped it up off the ground and the holder slipped from her hand. That kite took off like a rocket and headed for a stand of trees. I kicked off my clogs, and sprinted across the field (in my sockfeet) trying to catch it in time. Kids came running after me (if only they had brought my shoes along with them). I caught up with the renegade kite just as it dove into the trees. I got a hold of the string and tried and tried to get the darn thing unstuck, but to no avail. I sent Superman back across the field to fetch my clogs, and it was about this time that I realized something was missing from my pants pocket, namely my car keys! I had covered a lot of territory on that chase, and now I was faced with the daunting task of finding those keys - again. So I wound up the kite string and anchored it under a rock at the edge of the woods. (Yes, I know it's crazy, but I'm praying that a nice strong wind will come along and free it from that tree and it will be waiting on us there tomorrow.) Fortunately, Sweet Pea wasn't that upset - it was the older two who didn't want to abandon it. At this point we began our trek back across the field. (This time I had my shoes on.) I really was praying that we would find them easily, and sure enough we did. They were waiting patiently in the grass at the edge of the field where we began our kite flying adventure, so they must have slipped out right after we got there. I have to add that missing keys would normally be a big deal to me, but today they were a heart-stopping, make you break out in a cold sweat kind of big deal because I lost our extra set when we were down south on spring break a couple of weeks ago.
Maybe my problem is bigger than allergies.
Thank you, Lord for helping me find my keys twice today and for giving us a fun and gorgeous day outside enjoying your creation.