For a couple of weeks, we are a one car family. (wah, wah, first world problems, I know.)
Since John works thirty minutes away, that means from 7:30am to 5:30pm, I am a no-car family.
Monday was my first day and boy-howdy, was there a lot of walking. In the morning, walk Caity to school, consider walking to the store to get pasta then see the rain and decide rice would do the trick, later walk Johnny to school, walk back to pick up Caity from school then turn around to walk and pick up Johnny from school. (Caity's school is about a mile and a half from Johnny's, so not terrible, but not entirely convenient either if you know what I mean.)
The distances take about twice as long to cover because there is this little two year old with me that insists walking along the curb, picking up rocks and power punching the front of the stroller in his super-hero stance. I thought it would be a good idea to stop into Deseret Book to look at pictures of Jesus with William. Wasn't a good idea. Any form of reverence that was previously there, no longer existed as we entered the store. haha.
In between pick ups we walk through the park. We had a lot of fun playing. Caity and William were the cutest. Not only is each child different, but each of their relationships are different. Caity is adored by each of her brothers, and it is well deserved. She is so gentle and attentive to them.
All the while, Matthew kept anxiously waiting for me too give a comedic gasp at him so he could burst in a fit of giggles.
Walking takes longer, but after a morning of being inside, it sure was nice to have a reason to get out and enjoy the world.